Frustrated

A Poem by Punkgyrl3

If there was a wall that I could punch to make my anger fade

It soon would fall to bits of dust and need to be remade

If there were glass which I could break to pieces it soon would shatter

For there are no words to say what may be the matter

If I had a bucket to hold my tears, it soon would overflow

For my nights are dark, and my days are drear, and I have no where to go

© 2009 Punkgyrl3

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Added on November 17, 2009

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Punkgyrl3

Wilmington, DE

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I've been writing poems for about 14 years. Some of the pieces I post will be new, and some will be from as far back as when I was 15. Music is a huge part of my life and a big part of who I am. .. more..

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