My Anger That Night

Sun, 01/19/2014 - 15:14 -- wzoabi

I walked into my room

I slammed the door behind me.

I wasn't thinking of what I was doing

I felt trapped, not free.

 

I closed m eyes and relaxed

It was hard with things on my mind

But I tried 'till I got over it.

It wasn't easy 'cause I was as mad as a bull can be.

 

That's not all, you don't know the story behind it.

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