So one night I came home having had a hard day, then I got in a fight with my parents. This is not normal so don't get too worried but I stormed to my room and cried for a good hour, then I wrote this poem, which is one of the ways I cope, getting my feelings on paper so I don't have to share with anyone else. I looked back on it today and I thought it was good, so I decided to show all of you. Here.

Torn

Torn between anger and depression

But not brave enough for confession

Told to be perfect told to be find

Told to be kind and never decline

Told your all wrong, yet still to be strong

Told to think of pros when all you see is cons

Just wanting to escape their wrath

Just wanting to find your own path

Curling up every night til your covered

Waiting to truly be discovered

Your told to move on, don't pick a fight

But if you move on you’ll never take flight

Told to leave, yet told to stay

Pressure building up in every way

Told to be someone your not

Wanting to hide until your forgot

Eyes water, hands shake

Sobbing on the floor in no one's wake

Then hiding it all back in your gut

Feeling a wound like a horrible cut

Forcing a smile, waving hello

Just to show no one else of the cold

Torn between anger and depression

But not brave enough for confession