i feel this anger coursing through my veins
I hear these voices yelling in my brain
they tell me to do things that i shouldn't do
they're telling me right now to murder you
my hands shake with rage and i can't slow my breathing
in fact i'm positive I'm actually seething
these words can't describe what I'm feeling inside
I think my conscious actually died
These words are frantic and flying out my head
i hear people laugh and wish they were dead
happiness around me makes it even worse
I wish these feelings would finally disperse
I know what this is it's quite the plague
they call it unedited rage
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