Angry

I want to cry but my body wont let the tears fall
I want to scream but it seems like my voice has been taken from me
I want to run but my legs are too weak
I want to fly but I wasnt equipped with wings
The thoughts of disappearing to a place of wonder and fascination is what i'm really hoping for
I'm really hoping to leave my mark on the world, one person at a time.
Sometimes its hard to do when my mind doesnt want to stop thinking of one thing
I hate it when it happens
I wish I could have said something earlier
I wish that I would have never denied anything
It saddens me through the core that, I have lost the war
If you are Happy in that Happiness that I am not a piece of it.
How do you think that makes me feel?
When the thought of you being near or in my thoughts makes me joyful
I only pray that everything gets repaired, so that I can have my thoughts to myself
once again.
I'm done for now but I'm still angry inside, I still want to cry, scream, run, and fly.