Is there ever a time when anger’s okay?
To let it all out in a verbal spray
most likely misdirected
and out of proportion?
My daughter copped it this morning
not in a big way, but
wow I feel shit – this cannot be the way
It’s not who I am
Why such anger, bottled inside?
To come out as if on a full moon night
with the black cats or bats
in the sky
This question, “why?” – it’s time has come
Yeah, time to track this anger back to its source,
this shit’s run it’s course and it’s over.
‘Cause whether inside or without I’m gonna find it
and pull it out at the roots
Time to plant something new.
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