Anger

Every time knives start penetrating my strong bowel,
I feel like my ears goes through a combustion process
My heart rate quickens, but my aura stays powerful and steady
Never forget that it is dangerous to face a silent angry person

As they start to make me benefit from senseless conversations,
My back just feels the need of turning from them automatically
My poor brain refrains itself difficultly from shutting down
Never forget that it is dangerous to face a silent angry person

Suddenly he decides to act weird and to hide things from a liar
I feel the deep desire of lifting my hands to his cheeks, *slaps*
My eye color changes while I am analyzing this dirty situation
Never forget that it is dangerous to face a silent angry person