(Shout first line, then fast tempo)
Hey, Richard!
You’re not a kid anymore
Why are you still so angry?
What was it that you thought
you wanted so bad
before
You’re so angry
You’re so angry
Everything you ever wanted
came walkin’ right through that door
yet you’re still so angry
with that hat on backwards
I know you’re roamin’ free
‘cause there’s no parental manipulation
to be found
and you’re standin’ there and
you’re cuppin’ your girl
yet you’re still so angry
Oh, you’re really just a boy
and all I see is a man’s body
and while you may be my broth-a
you think you’re a gangsta rappa
Yet you’re just like me
and let me tell you
I was always just a little crazy
So tell me,
why are you so angry?
Everything you ever wanted
came walkin’ right through that door
You’re angry,
I’m angry now.
Author notes
~six of diamonds
Contest: Option #4, Pretty pink ponies prance around Polly Pocket planes
This song was written for one of my teenage brothers.
A contest entry
- Pretend This Is A Cool Contest Name by Rainy Days.
675 points, ended June 22, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like this it really speaks volumes to those who have cronic anger issues
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Everything you ever wanted
came walkin’ right through that door
You’re angry,
I’m angry now.
Well I can see here the dillema of the life withits motions of the thought which represents the behaviour of the people especially when you are bound to answerable to the loved ones..this is really a very out spoken and very touching subject to deal with ..and the treatment and its intensity level makes it a perfect write indeed..well done.. -
Interesting
This poem has good depth. I understand anger enough to appreciate your words. I like it very much. Keep writing! Shancy.
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this is so sad, and all because it's so true. the simple fact is that far too many young "men" seem to think that in order to be real men, they should act like animals - taking and killing, all to show that they can never die, ducking responsibility in some mad scramble for a freedom they can never ever find. it's tragic and suicidal, but Society is not standing up to them and demonizing this behaviour which it must. many years ago in the Catholic Church, I was taught that all of us should hate the sin but love the sinner. can we do better? if we do not show how much we know that - and how determined we are to combat this suicidal hate - we will fail, Society will fail, and trhe world will know nothing but darkness. God bless you! - ocerus
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awesome write man
I can see my brother when i read the lines
with that hat on backwards
I know you’re roamin’ free
‘cause there’s no parental manipulation
to be found
and you’re standin’ there and
you’re cuppin’ your girl
very powerful description
GOOD JOB
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ha! your brother thinks he's gangster! i'll show him gangster.. lol thats was good Nigga! word up! oh yea.. and i'm sorry that your angry.
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very cute love the repition and hte last two lines veyr nice. THe grammar also a hint.
"You think you're a gangster rappa"
Maybe "You think "that" you're a gangsta rapper
Maybe puting quotation by "rappa" since that's the not the correct way to spell it.
NIce work thoug
MAybe a little bit fixing on the words maybe some vocabulary to keep it more mature in the age.
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