I Am

I am sitting hear trying to think of something that doesn’t involve hate Yet it seems like that’s all I feel I’m so angry at everything Over everything I can’t stand to be around some people for more then a second I don’t understand why I let all this hate bottles up Like I’m a soda constantly being shaken Till the pressers is so great I have no chose but to explode I came here to get away from my past All the things I though I did wrong All the people that make my mind want to implode Yet I’m stuck in the same nick high pile of *****that I have always been drowning in IV tried to let all the small things past Slip by unnoticed But it seems like the only thing that goes by unnoticed is my subconscious collection all the annoying selfish acts that cause the bottle to start shaking And I do it so well I don’t even know I’m angry till I’m about to exploded I try to warn every soul yet they think I’m just playing Trying to act tuff When I’m just trying to keep my head on strait Because when I’m backed in a corner its fight time And by then I’m so angry I’m shaking and my vision blurs and I lose all control Like a caged beast that’s been beaten and just let free But the think I hate the most is me