I'm not even going to say a word. <br />My mind compels me to speak, but for what? <br />So I can angrily express something absurd? <br />I can deal with it on my own instead of getting my throat cut. <br /> <br />I'm not even going to say a word. <br />Many thoughts of what to say spark here and there <br />Maybe if I try telling someone I can be heard. <br />If I don't react some way I won't get anywhere. <br /> <br />I'm not even going to say a word. <br />Yes, I make mistakes and I will own them <br />And time after time I'd correct them if I could <br />Because I know anger does not make them stem. <br /> <br />So now I'm saying this <br />For the simple fact for myself <br />All I need is to relax and rest <br />So I don't hurt myself or someone else. <br /> <br />1993<br /><br />Jason Summers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anger-speaks/
