It Was All You
It was all you
When it happened.
It was all you
I never did a thing.
It was all you.
I'm innocent, you're guilty.
It was all you.
You're the reason I'm this today.
It was all you.
You're the reason why I hate my life, why I want to die, why I drag the razor across my wrist, angry at the world, at my parents, at my friends, at my teachers, at my church, at you.
IT WAS ALL YOU.
Anger is something horible to have Because it kill us like cancer We can control anger We just need to work on it
You have very diligently expressed your anger with probably Mr. right. But one must learn to live with love too.- Pradeep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that is an insiteful poem, though anger can get the better of us at times even i am full of anger as i have adhd (attenion deffecenc hiperactive dissorder series 4) this cuses me to have amence stranght that i have no control over. the poem is the best i have read this week