Is It Okay To Be Angry?
I remember when I asked you questions,
You answered to all, I wondered your intent,
Was the newly learned lessons
For yours or for my benefit, or a descent
Of knowledge we can use to our own?
I am grateful for the helpful hand you’ve shown!
When I left myself to ponder upon this,
I felt accepting of the three,
As the first one shows your brilliance
The second shows your kindness to me…
And the third is us there needed to be.
İt was fine keeping love in my own head,
I would never live it out with you instead,
You had flaws and it would be a waste,
Like the answered questions it wouldn’t taste.
Is it unjust to hate you because you are disgraceful,
Unlike the smart, respectful kid I knew,
I am ashamed I had an image so spaceful.
Even if you flamed for me too
I ought not to know,
I examine you from afar,
Have you changed or lost your glow?
İ feel disgust for you like who you are,
A shell of the glowing star,
And im ashamed and disappointed,
With who you really are…