Mad

Am I mad with myself
Mad at world
Or am I mad at this girl
She took my heart
And tore it apart
And now I have some questions
Why did it have to be me
Why did I care so much
Why do I still care so much
Can you answer these questions for me
I’m still mad
And now I know I’m not
Mad at myself
Mad with this world
It’s a fact that I’m mad with this girl

by Bre'on Rogers

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nice and simple yet exceptional