Seeded deep within my being.
Anger is a control
I hate that you can use.
One more way for you
To torment me;
One more way
To ruin my life.
You make subtle efforts,
Quiet, determined actions
You predict will make my blood boil;
You know will set me off.
Anger is manipulation.
Your actions
Trigger my emotions
And your motive
Is to destroy my chance
At happiness.
So every moment
I spend angry
You succeed.
Anger is a control.
And I refuse
To let you control me
Ever again.
Age 20