Anger
by Christine Walton
Dear Anger,
Once a happy child
now a yelling one
you made me this way
used to be blue water
now dark and black
you made me this way
crying for my mom
now crying to get out
you mad me this way
laughed a lot
not laughing anymore
you made me this way
Sleeping like a baby
Now aware all night
You made me this way
feeling so loved
I don't feel loved anymore
you made me this way
