Jen Ryan

Rookie [Anger]

Anger, It's Me.

What you see as blue, I see as black. The burning inside from all the flack.
To feel as you were never wanted. No warm arms to run.
To be laughed at and made fun.
No childhood laughter, only pain. Never look into anyones' eyes because they can
see the shame.
I have turned the hurt into hate. I had no control over this, is it fate?
I ran to love, to be tuned away. Only a child, no where to stay.
All I ever wanted was to be accepted and loved. All my heart ever got was shoved.
Of course

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