Here, separate ways of understanding
Also squeeze myself into the same
Place and time but sometimes a little boldness
Can shame anger into a whine complaint.
I must have a reason in it,
And not last beyond a minute
If the latter I provoke
Sad tears, Shall shine
Put me to some little pain,
But it never stings again
Rain falling down, pooling up
Like cold air running through my veins
Taste of pain is bitter tears
Sweet sorrow
So I say, So I say
Anger does not pay
Anger does not stay
Calmness you should play
In time it will only go away