When the pain turns into rage
When the ones who made it good
Are the ones that made it worse
When all else seems lost
What is there left to do?
Let the anger build up
Let it drive the things you do
Let burn the you of past
And make you brand new
That is the power of anger
That is the power of rage
That is what I did
That is the power of rage
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just go to therapy, helps me.