The Life Of A Lost Soul Poem by jenbubblepop shermanater

I'm a lost soul
Digging to bury my head in a hole
I hold to much anger and rage
Afraid of what I may do at a later stage
Hating so much, at any moment I strike
Telling everyone in my way to take a hike
To not know each day from the next
Arguing with loved ones by sms text
To have mixed feelings
All in bits like orange peelings
In the street to receive the wrong look
My temper flies they receive a right hook
This is just my frame of mind
I want to be a person who is loving and kind
To not go in a rage at any moment
I see loved ones as a target an opponent
When im in a mood it's my parents who suffer
I apologise later yes add it to the rest its just like every other
It holds no meaning
Because inside I’m still steaming
They believe it all every word I say
It's all rubbish, just an impression that I want to portray
I don't really mean to be any of this
I'm just lost in life with my head in the mist
So until my head is out of this hole
I continue to lead the life of a lost soul.