What Next (poem)

[Trapped]

I can't tell you anything

I can't even think

I know I'm mad as hell

but everyone tells me that's whack



what right do I have to be mad they stammer

little do they know

my heart pounds like a hammer



I'm angry

I'm boiling inside

my heart

my pride hurts too much

I'm sorry

that's not easy to hide



no wonder I'm edgy

and easy to piss off

my nerves don't want to take this

my feelings are bottled up

and at any moment ready to set off



what do you want me to do

i can't do nothing

not even please you



forget about myself

like I matter

it's your life now?

is that what you think?

is that how you see it?



yea right

you think you know me

you think you know how I feel about this



fuck you

i'm sick of you

you make me tired

you make me weary



I don't live to satisfy you!



this is my life

my turn to mess up

my turn to get screwed up

if I choose to do that

what happened is gone

and you can get over it

or shut the hell up



what I do next is up to me

and I choose to keep you out of it



well, so be it

I'll pay for my own bills

so what if I don't make it



I made it fine without you

did you see that?

did you notice that part

or did you choose to block that part out too?



fuck you

I'm sick of this shit

this life is boring and unfulfilling

I'm moving on

going to something worth living



you don't like it

you can kick me out

matter fact I'll save you the trouble

I'm leaving



oh and another note,

don't run after me neither

I dare you to stop me!



Peace.



Love,

Daughter