Mixed Up Rage
I'm pissed off, upset and angry,
Still yet, I'll try to explain this rage as my pen begins to dance across the
page.
But I wonder if someone could tell me how to stop this unwanted,
entrapment of emotions.
And if you can't see I need a new heart because this ones too wide open
but I'm coop'n, steady hope'n that just for a little bit longer I can stand
this and yet still pay attention to the blessings in everyday life that I've
been
handed.
And I don't know if you know how this mixed up rage got me think'n real
hard about what I did because of what I wanted.
You see, It's easier than you think for the mind to be in tangled.
In troubled times I scribble bitter rhymes and my mind goes out of the
correct order of things.
And I just can't brake that hate that rains inside.
And No. I don't know if you know that I really shouldn't even be writing
this down because I'm abandon as one of the broken hearted that mourn
until they can no more.
MIXED UP RAGE
TLWILLIAMS
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