My anger bleeds my innocence away

Until all I am left with is the silence like after a question

In my mind I carry the suggestion

That I might be better off laughing my anger away

But I feel better being angry and seeing

My anger like the blood red flag it seems to be

Seemingly I wave it around trying to attract the bull and take it by the horns

Like my life since I was born!

Anger is a symptom of my frustration and sadness

A symptom of my friendless madness

A cross I bear

A sword I use to strike and to parry

Those who would leave me at deaths door

Yes and that goes for friends and loved ones

Who know how to hurt me the most

And raise a toast to my despair

Push my buttons and then stare back at me

Waiting for an answer

One day my anger is all I will have left

Anger at constant disappointment at still having life and air to breathe

But still having nothing in which to believe in but

The anger to prove everyone wrong

An obstinate man who says I will and I can

Prove the buggars wrong

and stay strong

no matter what they say

my warrior spirit will carry me on

and my anger will burn in me

until I fear no pain

then I will be a light shining bright and I will fear no one!