A word,
many others,
don't approve,
of being called.
For me,
many say,
I'm that,
type of person.
In all people,
we believe,
that we're not,
ignorant.
Actions take charge,
violence erupts,
for this word,
is hell itself.
Feeling angry inside,
wanting to scream,
to the sky above,
shaking earth of violence.
Taking deep breaths,
to calm down,
relaxing my face,
sleeping away nightshades.
I'm not ignorant!
I'm just myself!
I'm an eternal angel,
not an ignorant self!