My anger is my weapon

It’s what motivates me

To keep getting up every day

But forgiveness and anger

Are not mutually exclusive

I can know I’m in the wrong

But hate you anyways

I can know I’m in the right

And still blame myself

Could I even still remember

If I really, really tried

How it felt before I died

Before the world fried my mind

And now I cannot stand asking why

Why should it matter

If the situation keeps getting sadder

Don’t flatter me

I keep the innocence of Alice

And the sanity of the Hatter

My mind is a constant

Echo of duality

I am a brave coward

With mechanical flowers

Growing inside my heart

I am an idiot

Who is so so smart

My anger is forgiving

And so I won’t give it up for

A virtue that someone else

Decided was valuable.