Letting of steam

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Angry am I.
The steam will arise.
Other people affecting my grade.
The worse part that I have no say.
I hold my tounge, try not to speak.
To keep me from insulting someone.
Can't let my emotions block the goals I seak.

Rage grows within me without a sound.
Can't listen to music to calm myself down.
In my seat I sit and grumble.
As the gears in my head toss and tumble.
Stay calm, don't let out a word.
For cursing out loud will make things worse.

I avoid eye contact with those around me.
Don't want to hurt an innocent person that crosses my path.
So I write and write to let off steam.

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