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Pain/Ilness Rage...
I try to quell it,
calm it,
be accepting of my life-
such as it is.
But sometimes
it builds too much,
resentment festers,
fury boils over.
The unfairness of it all
gnaws away at me.
Gotta keep keepin' up
the charade.
Be strong,
have faith.
(Smile, smile, smile,
don't let them see.
Hold it in, hold it back,
don't let the rage break free.)
People don't want
to hear your troubles,
know your pain-
everyone has enough
of their own, Thank-you.
Smile?
Hah!
Sometimes is not a smile
they see,
but a grimace
of agony and anger
masquerading
as a smile.
Rage...
yeah, that's what I feel
right now.
Bitter, hating, vicious RAGE!
Rage, at my inability
to control my own body!
Rage, at this disease
that owns me!
Rage, at pain
that's endless and unmerciful!
Rage, at utter unjustness
and hoplessness!
Rage, at the sorrow and grief
for a future
that may never be.
