Inside Me Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

Inside Me



Tired,
Sick,
Bored as hell.
Nothing to do,
No blood to spill.
My heart won't fill,
I'm hurting inside.
I just can't go hide,
From the anger inside.
Building up you can't tell.
I just want to yell,
And hurt all who abide.

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