Poetry, Short Stories, Me unfiltered


I woke up with the best intentions for a smile

But instead I’m just irritated and I have a low growl

I don’t know what it is and why at times I can’t

Just take life for what it is and just leave things to chance

I have a mission for myself that I can’t describe

I’m sure I’m angry for a reason and it’s not just pride

I know I keep it bottled up like things I hide

And that’s just sad that at times all I wanna do is hide

Is it ever gonna change these feelings I despise?

Or will they fester  for a season and keep up the rise?

I wonder at times is it all in my mind

Or did something happen that I block

So I just contain my pride?


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This entry was posted on August 10, 2015 by in Blogging101, Ideology, Poetry, Thoughts and tagged , , .

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