Towards me, there is a feeling of hatred.
When I am present,
Problems are created.
I never solve anything,
I just make things worse.
To the human race
I seem like a curse.
When Pandora opened that box,
Out into the world
I was released.
When someone feels the need to lash out,
I am called upon
and unleashed.
My job is to plague human kind.
If you lose control of me,
I can take over your mind.
Know that I am always around.
Remember that I can always be found.
I am anger.
By Andrea L. © 2000
