This Way,My Way

They scream at me
When the rules
are broken
when the tears from me eyes
fall, they create a river where nobody see
when they yell
I stress
when I scream
they call
its the 3 digit number
they don't understand the pain
the pain of me not crying
the pain of me not trying
its something I cant unsay
something I cant forget
and I wont its a spot in my heart
that wont fall
into place
its a little thing called hate
that will not make me change
my way

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I\'m stressed,So I make poems