Fustrated Poem by MeganOlivia Maxwell

Fustrated



As I laugh at my own anger
I sit here and think of those things
those people who wind me up
my blood begins to boil
Im scared of myself
Im shaking with frustration
My very own eyes turn red
I feel like im going to explode
Im smashing everything up
Hitting people with all my force
Tears of blood run down my fists
What have I become
I say hello with a roar
I say goodbye with a smack across the face
of innocent people
And yet im still just
Laughing*

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