Angry Too
"I buried the unseemly urgesDeep down in the ground with the rootsBut it's all coming up to the surfaceMaybe it's getting ready to bloomAnd I don't wanna be a monster in the makingI don't wanna be more bitter than sweetI don't know how to be just standing by blanklyNot getting angry'Cause another and another coming up out of the gutter'Til I'm drowning in an ocean of entitled motherfuckersAnd they're pushing all my buttonsBut they never seem to wonder whyAnother and another, ask each otherDoes it get your blood boiling?Does it make you see red?Do you wanna destroy it?Does it get in your head?'Cause it gets my blood boilingAnd I'm coming ungluedIt would hit you like poisonIf you knew what I knewYou would be angry tooI'm seeing through crimson sunglassesI'm breathing and counting to tenI guess I'm fresh out of free passesThey'll pay if it happens againAnd I don't wanna drink the venom they made meI don't wanna be controlled by the pastBoy if you were me, could you really blame me?Would make you crazy"In which a girl goes in for the 66th Hunger Games at age 13, and ends up meeting a young mentor from the year before her, who was also only two years older than her. Who knew friendship could quickly become more.…