Rage

Locked up in my thoughts and dreams,

hiding from your awful schemes,

 

looking for a new way out,

but I can't even bear a shout,

 

kids can be so cruel these days,

locked up in this childish faze,

 

I can't do much anyway,

maybe I'll try some other day,

 

I try to start but I know I'll just fall,

sometimes I just want to curl up and ball,

 

I know there's always another day,

but it doesn't matter in what I say,

 

people don't know what to expect in me,

I don't understand why it's hard to see,

 

sometimes I just wanna burn up in this rage,

but it doesn't matter--I'm stuck in this cage.

 

The rain is bleary and miserably bleak,

nothing to look for--nothing to seek,

 

nothing to check on--nothing to stare,

what is this thing that I cannot bear?

 

I stay independent 'cause I'm scared to lose,

I keep tying and retying my shoes,

 

I'm nervous when I get up on stage,

I'm blearing on and lost in this rage,

 

I feel like crap when this pain will sear,

it's hard to think when I'm high on beer,

 

Is this righteous or careless thinking,

or am I lost into my bleary sinking,

 

I guess I'm grumpy because I'm lost in this rage,

or maybe it's 'cause I'm locked up in this cage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

hope ya like it. guess...

Reviews

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

love the ending.
love the whole thing.

I stay independent 'cause I'm scared to lose,
I keep tying and retying my shoes,

the first line hit me because thats how i feel. and the second line just made me smile a little. not really constructive in any way shape or form, but oh well.

[Corey Givin]

Perfect! I wish I wrote it. :)