Hear her yell a rant
She's repeating it like a chant
Her fury is release
Someone put her at ease
She wants to yell and kick at things
She doesn't want the harm it brings
She wants to be in peace and serenity
She forgets her own identity
She's starting to not give a care
As she's being treated like air
She's screaming in her mind
Her 'friends' are acting blind
She's starting to break apart
She's shouldn't have gotten friends from the start
She was better off on her own
She wouldn't have gotten a heart of stone
She's angry and bitter
For everything you said on twitter
She was there for you when you needed friend
You assumed and didn't ask, she was condemned
RED THE BLOOD OF ANGRY MEN. I don't really care how bad this poem is right now I made it just now. The title says it all I am angry and I feel abandoned but I guess I was always a loner....
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