Why I Write
After the day is almost done
Tears fall from my face
I try to keep doing right
But they keep telling me to quicken the pace
I try to hold back the anger
But it is all in vain
So many feelings
It’s hard to believe I’m sane
The same thing I always do
Again and again I try
Yet hold back my anger I cannot
Why?
I get irritated so easily,
The words burst out of me,
What I say is hard to control
Oh why can’t you see?!
With this journal in hand,
I go to a quiet spot
To write out my anger like this
Boy am I there a lot.
This poem is about:
Me