I Hate, I Hate Part 2 December 26, 2014

I hate, I hate My son is 8 The middle one's two For this I knew For two would Not be long for he In two short months He would be three. The oldest got The best of me. The little ones The rest of me. I have tried to Close the gate But stole the key And made it free. My anger has cost Me everyone I know My anger has lost Me down below. Who is this person I've become? Who is this woman I now have become? I do not like Who I've become I do not like it Not even some. My mom married him And divorced me My dad now dates her All his time spent with she. This is the path I thought I chose That twist and turned And caused me woes. If life is a journey With a lesson to learn, Then why haven't I learned? Why do I get burned?