My Emotions, by Samaya Sullins

My Emotions

Sometimes I feel sad

Maybe even glad

Nothing at all

Or just enough to fall

Sometimes all at once

Making me emotional

Throwing a stone at three birds

and not hitting one

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F*CK THE POLICE! is what you say around your friend… But when someone is kidnapped Or hurt Their the first people you alert

You get angry you cut you bleed then wrap it up You hurt yourself

You’re carrying blades to cut on the way you’re drinking now and doing drugs every day you have a rope

I love you But I hate you I want you But cant take you Where does this leave me?