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Tired of the bright side
The perfect goody goods
Wondering what it’s like to do the opposite
To actually feel good about being bad
Wondering why those others kids do 
No –
Not kids but grown
Those out their parent’s house and on their own

Yes I wonder how it is 
To look danger in the eye and not
Scream for mom or dad
To be angry and have that ability
To carelessly lash out and
At the end feel better knowing that
Yes I am strong I am fearless
And I can take care of myself

Still I wonder do they feel sadness
Or is it bottled away
Or can they understand happiness
Or is it a one-sided game in which
They play and play and play again
After countless times and countless defeat
They never win –
Why do I want to cross over again?

They look danger in the eye
It is all they have ever known
So are they really grown?
No
But mentally and emotionally
Are still growing
And they carelessly lash out always
Because they are always angry

I know they must feel sadness
And that little bottle
That anger
Is an inner volcanic eruption
And the game is only one-sided because
They never stopped to study the rules
So they choose to accept defeat
Followed by an angry retaliation

After observing an emotional coaster ride
Observing those wanting to die
But never completing this victimless crime
I have decided to decline this darker side

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