Anger

I can't control my anger and I want to cry.
This is when things start to fly.
I just want to break what ever I see, and I really don't like this part of me.
Sometimes I'll say things that I don't mean, but it's really hard to hold back the things I scream.
To be this way hurts so bad and when I'm hurt it makes me mad.
So please forgive the things I do or say;
but none of this would have happened if I had it my way.