All this anger why?

Anger why does it exist
Why when we're so angry we can't see through this mist

We get so pissed of at somebody  when it's not there fault
And they argue but they are the ones thst are wrong when they try to revolt

Anger and anger agian  a emotion  that  gets you so worked up
To a point  you say and do things ,and you hardcore fuck up

You can calm down but the damage is done
All that's left  is to hide and run

People express anger in diffrent ways some stay quiet, some yell, some rant
Others throw and some run  till there winded  and they break  down to a crying pant

After the damage is known  they regret and they cry
Till all water in there body goes bone dry

People get angry and blame other  people  on when there just trying to care
But to be mad at that person  is that really  fair

To yell at me to scream  I will get scared
Not because  of you But what I expected  to come after the yell  that's the pain when I was younger that I could not bare

Slammed around thill my bones  rattled  like a rattlesnakes  tail
I would fight back but it would all ways fail  I would fall and all I can could do is flail.

grabbed by my feet and drag me across the floor 
never in my life did I want  anything else more.
 
All on the spite of rage this came from
It would only stop when people would come
Never did I get looked at the same

I don't know how I'm here I have  had my rage
But this a new me I have turned that angry riped page  I'm on a new day and age  this  this time it's my stage.