Rage
There is a rage that’s festering inside me
A rage so close to despair
Had I known it would be to my detriment
I would’ve been more prepared

I did not see it coming
It’s been hidden for so many years
Now it’s trying to resurface
It really grinds my gears

I do not get along with my demons
A sighting of one is quite rare
Mine is staring back at me
Unforgiving and unfair

He hits me, he hurts me
He’s always right there
But despite all of my complaining
I think we make a real good pair