May 14, 2011
By Amega BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
Amega BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
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The anger, frustration
Destroying my nation
Distrupting the peace
I tried hard to keep
So I stand here confused
Feeling beaten and bruised
Just wanting to leave
Then feeling weak
For my need of retreat
"I hate it, I hate them!"
And over again
I'm following a leader
Just saying the words
While hating the play
And hating the "shoulds"
And hating the violence
The yelling, the fights
Hating the arguments
The drinking at nigh
Hating the dreama
And hating the stress
The clicks and distrust
It's just one big mess
But now feeling restless
Hoping it's not to late
Just wanting to tell you
I'm tired of hate

The author's comments:
Uh this piece was about my homelife before my Step father moved out

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