The Anger Department Poem by Chelsea Pieterse

Anger is my consumer
As my laughter is sold out
expired smiles stored away
Hidden behind my doubt
Mistrust is my main product
All the loyalty has been misused
I had to throw my heart away
For display, it was too bruised
NO. i don't sell sadness
or advertise it in my eyes
No kindness is included
In your free pack of lies
if you're wanting care
Just try the girl next door
Only fury is purchased here
and love is mythical in this store