Anger reveals itself to me.
It's evil grin smiles at me.
It tells me why I should be angry.
Listing down the reason.
By the last reason, I can see the reflection of myself.
I am not happy.
Only the bitter feeling of anger can be seen on my face.
And like a disease,
it spreads through the people around me.
They are not happy.
Anger dwells in us.
We argue,
fight,
and abondon each other.
We can not apologize to each other.
Not until our anger cools down.
- scream -
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