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I grasp my anger and pain,
And hold it close to my chest.
Just knowing I'm nothing,
Nothing but a mess.

It has changed me
Into something I never ment to be.
It has chained me down,
So I will never be free.

It has transformed me into,
A person I do not recognize.
It has forced me,
To hate my own size.

But I don't know how to let it go,
I don't know how to free myself.
I don't how to let my feelings show,
I don't know how to get help.

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