When you are boiling up inside,
It seems impossible to hide.

Your soul begins to light on fire,
Like a forest blaze would transpire.

The hate may break your heart in two,
But in the end it's up to you.

Will someone else feel the same pain?
The one which is driving YOU insane.

Or will you be sympathetic?
Knowing vengeance is pathetic.

While thinking of your decision,
You look up with great precision.

And instead of a hate filled stare,
You see your pain reflected there.