These minor aggravations,
These irritations,
Are driving me insane,
Day by day, just getting worse,
Taking things too far,
Fear is something that is delt everyday,
Evidently you forgot to pick up your cards,
Anger, while for most it burns hot and red,
For me it burns cold and white,
The rage courses through my veins, watch out they say for those who's rage burns cold,
For they are truly the ones to be afraid,
Always in control, never yelling always whispering,
Bringing out fear with their rage,
To this I beseech thee think and ye may survive,
The rage inside.