Sometimes it's so hard to control- the anger that builds up inside,
My moods change so often like an amusement park ride.

Twists and turns-up and down,
I think it's over, but it still goes around.

I want to hit and hurt someone bad,
But the feeling comes and goes like a fad.

No love in my heart--only hate,
I have to scream and they feeling can't wait.

So out pops some words-who knows what they are?
All there is is silence and I realize I've gone too far.

I try to explain I didn't mean what I said,
Whether it is from anger or shame, my face turns red.

Some anger has vanished, some still remains,
The harsh words have been spoken, so why do I feel the same?
 
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