Poetry,  Writing

Angry Child

This child is so angry.
Nobody understands him
so he chooses to live
in his own little world.
Nobody sees the gifts he has,
nor do they care.
His world grows larger;
a shell to protect him.
I love you, little boy,
for I am just the same.

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