Anger And I!

Often, I ponder,

How our association is a wonder.

A slight ignition,

You are here in commotion.

In distress, frustration and anxiety,

Only aiding my perplexity.

The tone turns aggressive,

Turning my actions impulsive.

Relentlessly I try controlling,

I, only end up yelling.

I scream in anguish,

Uttering words outlandish.

Every little thing becomes irritating,

Hardly anything seems to compensate.

I am limited by my natural instinct,

Often blurting out harsh words indistinct.

The spur of the moment,

Most of the times make me lament.

Bringing in unrelated stances,

I then, tend to avoid unwelcomed glances.

When you do no good,

Why do you always stay by the hood?!