My Choices Poem by Witch Baby

Sadness turns to anger
Anger turns to spite
Spite turns into bitterness
And now I'm looking for a fight

Locked inside my head
Where I walk in endless night
Where mistakes with faces laugh at me
Because nothing I do is right

I'm sick of all the violence
But 'Fight on' is all I know
Everything spins so fast around me
While i'm still going slow

Left behinde in my mind
No reason for my rhyme
And now I'm running out of time
Because I choose to step out of line