My Frustration builds with every step,
Every breath I take,
My jaw is clenched so hard ,
I fear my teeth will break.

My hands drawn into fists,
Fingernails cutting my skin,
I take a deep breath,
Do not to allow it in.

I hate Frustration,
Everyday and every night,
I can’t slow down the feeling,
And I try with all of my might.

You might think that I am ready to punch,
That I am someone to fear,
But when I try I swing and miss,
And cry a single tear.