I Will Be Angry

I.

Am not.

Yours.

To control.

To manipulate.

To steal

For yourself.

I

Am not

Yours.

If you

Want me

To grace

Your presence,

You better come

With Respect.

I

Am not

Yours.

My anger

Boils

Inside me

Fierce

Like fire

Because what is expected of me

Does not match

What I have received.

Or even

What is humanly possible.

I

Am Not

Yours.

I

Will not

Bend

To your will

Because you

Think you know

What is best

For me.

Fuck you.

I was raised on manipulation and control

Which means that

I am immune

To manipulation and control.

You can try

But all you will receive

Is a mirror

Into the darkness

Of your own soul.

I do not love you

I cannot love you

And yet

Still

I care

Because I am hardwired

To give too many shits.

My anger

Consumes me

And I breathe fire.

My anger

Burns my impurities

From the inside

And I am left

Comfortably numb.