Rage/Sorrow:
I feel so full of rage
Without a voice to fight the battle
Without the heart to end the fight
I feel so empty, yet bottled up alike
I struggle to fight a light, as I venture the dark
I avoid the accessible means and walk alone
I brood, and mope and drag myself down
I feel the sorrow getting deeper
I feel so full of rage
Without a voice to fight the battle
Without the heart to end the fight
I feel so empty, yet bottled up alike
I struggle to fight a light, as I venture the dark
I avoid the accessible means and walk alone
I brood, and mope and drag myself down
I feel the sorrow getting deeper
-Alex Copeman