the burden of righteous fury

Most of the time I find myself angry 
and it's the kind of anger that you 
hold onto, you know, fists tight, 
stomach burning, because someone has to be 
angry. no one else is angry. 
isn't that unfair? 
isn't that wrong? 

And the anger is heavy 
and the anger hurts 
and this anger was meant for a world 
that is not angry when it should be 
and it is too much for me 

but who else will be angry? 
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yejunee

FL

18 years old

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    nacreous shells, dying husks, 

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