Anger

by Teah Francis aged 14

No matter how many times I count to 10
my anger possesses me, controls my head
I can hold my breath and squish an “anger” ball
but it won’t stop my furiousity continuing to rule….

No matter how many bruises my knuckles will take
when I’m angry, I’m angry, I’m full in rage
I can close my eyes and start wishful thinking
But that doesn’t stop my happiness from sinking

I just need help with my anger

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