You must understand
I am not me
Not entirely...
When I get mad
I turn into a beast
A monster
And this is not an excuse,
I am someone to be put down
I don't deserve anything
Not even the air I breath
When I get angry
My words cut sharp
They come from nowhere
But they still get said
Even worse, my eyes
They convey a horrid message
They show my anger
In the worst of forms;
Hatred
No matter who I'm with
Or how my anger became
My eyes tell
They tell how I am a horrible,
Despicable,
Aweful,
Disgusting person