Anger Is My Gift
Willow, age 17
(written in 3 minutes)
My anger is not a curse.
It is a warrior fighting, it is my passion,
it is the idea that I do not have to forgive.
Anger lets me change,
lets me recognize the wrong.
Anger is a long-lost friend that I have recently
reconnected with and embraced.
I was told this gift was bad and hurtful,
but I am not rageful or violent.
I am passionate.
I deserve to feel angry.
