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When Anger Occurs

You won’t let me fly,

You won’t let me live,

You can’t let me be free,

You take my soul.

I am alone,

For you trust no one in my life whom I love.

You give me no one to condone my feelings with.

No one to trust or beilieve in.

Who has ever had anything worth getting without risk?

Who has ever flown without falling first?

Who has ever been perfect and made no mistakes.

I have your eyes,

I have my dreams.

I have your skin,

I have my desires.

I have your structure,

But I have my mind.

And if you don’t trust me,

Who will?

If you give me nothing to work with,

What will I do when I have everything independently?

I need to learn somethings on my own,

For somethings can never be taught.

Let me be me.

Let me be free.

Let me love.

Let me screw up a few times,

And laugh about it later.

…or suffer a rebellious resentment.

Which I’d resent doing after.

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