Christina Byrd


What am I?


My temper flares in an instant
I have no control of my emotions
I go from happy to sad with one word
It runs in the bloodline
so could I be infected?
The craziness is starting to show
I'm losing my cool
is it teenage moods
or something deeper
I do enjoy sunsets
I still laugh with many friends
Life isn't bad at all
But ridicule at home tends to be too much
You're fat
You're dumb
You're lazy
You're moody
And after all the assaults they wonder why
Why I want to cry or pound my fist
They think I'm sullen
But wouldn't you be too?
So what am I?
Am I the monster or the angel
Or just what's in between...
human

Submitted: Saturday, May 11, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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