Not a lot of people know what it feels like, do they? To be angry... in your bones. I mean, they understand. Your foster parents. Everybody understands. For a while. And then they want the angry, little kid to do something he knows he can't do. Move on. So, after a while, they stop understanding. They send the angry kid to a boys' home. I figured it out too late. You got to learn to hide the anger. And practice smiling in a mirror. It's like putting on a mask.
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