Anger; A clenched white knuckled fist, an angry scowl, a problem, where words turn into actions. It's clear I didn't pick the right friends, but I never thought it would be like this. All senses are in high alert; I'm being pulled into different directions, what's the right thing to do what's the wrong thing to say? In my mind it sounds like a bomb exploding, a train rushing past blowing its whistle loudly for all to hear, fingernails screeching across a blackboard. I swear my face is as red as lava, or steam coming out of my ears. My brain tells me one thing, my heart the complete opposite. I ask myself are they really worth the effort? I thought I trusted you but now it's clear.
All the lies, rumors, the emotional pain, the hours of crying, the million little rivers and streams of tears always racing down my face and all I can ask is why? Everyone pointed and laughed only one person is to blame. How much more can I take? I felt invisible like no one saw the real me, It's like a cloud covering up the sun all people see it a dark dull cloud, not the bright sun behind it. I look up and I am face to face with my enemy, what do I do? Say something? Yell? Scream? How about an action, a million ideas race through my mind, Once again the constant tug of war game between my heart and brain comes into play. I'm on edge, a second away from exploding; my palms are covered in sweat, my hands shaking like the ground during an earthquake. So what do I do? I take a deep breathe raise my head look into her eyes, and walk away. Not once do I dare look back I keep my head raised high and at that moment it's like the cloud finally moved and all I see is a bright, shining sun.