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Past Feelings
I live in a house where I'm always doing something wrong.
I live in a house that I never wish to sing about in a song.
In my head imagine what it would be like to scream and shout.
I'm in this world searching for a way out.
The people around me point out something negative they would like to change even though noone asked them.
Instantly people go around thinking things are obligated to them.
Students, teachers, and friends expect perfection on what they ask or nothing at all.
They're also the same ungrateful assholes who have social lives and spend a majority of their time at the mall.
But I don't, I'm stuck home day after day letting things build up in side.
Eventually my feelings get so unbearable it's impossible to hide.
So if my looks don't scare the girl I love my anger will.
Nothing can change me, not even pills.
I'm Spiralling downward and nothing is getting better.
The anger still hasn't faded away even after writing this letter.
