Who Are You Mad At?

I realize now,

Years later, 

I was never angry at the things

I eventually blew up at.

It was never the missteps that others took,

It was never the long sleepless nights,

It was never the people who took 

Advantage of my anxiety.

What I was really mad at was

The nights I spent alone while living

Inside a house, full of people

And pain.

Looking back, I can honestly say,

That the one thing I have been the most

Disgusted with,

Is myself – and that’s the problem.

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