I see pictures of you and don’t recognize your face anymore. I hear stories about you and don’t believe you could do that stuff. I guess people change and life moves on. I’m honestly glad I’m not around you anymore because the person you are now is someone I could never enjoy. But from time to time I miss the person you used to be. The person I’ll always have love for.
Now I want to go back.
Tonight my brother asked me “What reason do you have to be angry?”
He didn’t wait for my answer of course because he wasn’t truly interested. But as he was walking away I realized I am angry. I’m angry for being blamed for this break up. I’m angry for being told I’m “isolating myself” when I’M NOT. I’m angry they chose him over me. I’m angry I get no respect. I’m angry I don’t have the money to go where I am wanted. I’m angry my brother chooses popularity over family. I’m angry no one really listens to me. I’m angry I can’t see God’s plan. I’m angry all my plans fall apart. I’m angry I am stuck in a job I hate. I am angry I can’t seem to do or say anything right. I am angry I’ve been replaced. I am angry the people I thought I could trust dissapeared. I’m just flat out angry.
So here is your answer brother, EVERY REASON.
