I look up to the sky
I take a deep breath
Seeing all the billions and billions of stars
Some of them gone
But no one notices

I can't controll it
The anger
The violence
It controlls me
I hit the brick wall infront of me
My hand starts to bleed
My friends all look at me
Used to my starnge behavior

They all know its better
For me to hit a wall then a person
They all know how easy it is to trigger me
Like a bomb
Like a tear
one little word

By violence, age 13