Burnt

Burnt to a crisp
So angry inside
Like a dangling spider
Wanting to hide

About to collapse
I can barely breath
I want to scream
I want to leave

Hatred blooming
Hatred for all
Then I think
"Can't we all just get along?"

Whats so wrong
With a happy family
Whats so wrong
With a laughing spree

Answer my questions
Or let me be
But I'm burnt to a crisp
Can't you see?