Anger, my hidden expression
when it kills me with depression
I keep all this hurt inside
and try to forget that you lied
clenched fists turning white
knowing i don't want to fight
i turn so your cruel face i can't
see
because seeing you makes me queasy
my face grows so very hot
as i realize all the things you are
not,
deep cutting words are slashing me
oh, what a fool i can sometimes be
there's a lump in my throat from trying not to cry,
because of the thousand hurtful things you try,
the way you are makes me burn like fire
but to me you will always be just
a liar.
