Inside

Hate is something that everyone feels
Whether you like it, or not
And there's no way to get rid of it
Even if we keep it all inside

But sometimes you can't keep all that hate inside
And you just wish you could escape from all that darkness
There's no way out and you're just filled with rage and sadness
But that anger comes from people who are heartless

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I remember writing this poem in 6th grade, the blooming of my poem-writing life. Having a pretty horrible 5th grade, 6th didn't look so promising. I wrote alot of these "darkness" poems until about the end of 7th grade. I think that I would have liked to have had as much confidence as the poem suggests at the end.