Anger of a Child
(Reality Check 2)
I once had a chance, at a normal life,
started the process, and started the fight.
the physical pain, much beyond belief,
then weighed it out, and decided fuck it.
Asked myself why, for others to see?
accepted my curse, to always be seen,
looked to as diffrent, not in a good way,
I knew of the cost, yet still proudly payed.
So don't waste my time, with pety looks,
the choice I gave up, I knew what it took,
I'm still fuckin' fighting, and will for all time,
because of all those, at drops of a dime,
will judge me before, I've spoken a word,
as all my anger, continues to burn.
It's not just the words, but movement of eyes,
a cold hearted soul, I've grown to dispise,
a good guy gone bad, with morals I'd hung,
nice guys finish last, so fuck it I'm done,
My attempts to write, the answers one seeks,
what lyes beyond eyes, think before you speak,
don't fight using fists, destroy using words,
never overlook, the lessons once learned,
look out for yourself, one eye on the prize,
imagination, and power of minds,
I try and recall, thoughts try and conive,
I try and forgive, but always dispise,
I fight through out life, won't ever lose grip,
the love we once had, my sanity slips.
Remember my words, and live for your dreams,
with seconds to late, and moments decieved,
you hate yourself now, this life you've grown tired,
un-estimated, anger of a child.