My temper

When you push me
I feel a ghastly sting
it scratches my surface
then impales my skin
when you yell
I can't shut you out
it's too difficult
to mute your mouth
when you hit me
that's when I blow
that's when I hit back
how fast I let go
I hate to feel this way
so vile and destructive
it makes me cry
to know I live
I stay in my room
to avoid your face
being taunted by your laughter
I desperately erase
in my crowded class
it's all the same
I sit in a corner
so alone and tamed
I feel the craze
that threaten to break free
it only immenses
when you make me angry
I have a temper
that's in control
so if you're smart
you'll leave me alone
I'm overly addicted
to releasing my blaze
for if it's pent up
I experience a nasty phase
I can't think straight
when I'm being thrown down
my rage hits the limit
when I hit the ground
maybe now
you'll stay out of my face
'cause I have a temper
and you might get a taste.