Howl

There is a hatred that's in my soul I feel it strong in this world that I prowl This anger and terror I must let go So at the moon; I will howl, I will howl. I will grit my teeth and shout in anger When anyone tries to hurt or offend me That is who I am and it makes me stronger There is an animal that wants to be free. Perspiration comes quickly to my head and face So that hostility I remove it with soap and a towel But that coming of anger I cannot erase So at the moon; I will howl, I will howl. I cannot control my ideals or a bad thought The loathing of others I wish never was born But being used and hurt I never had sought As in my mind and soul that is a prickly thorn. In disgust I walk with my two fists clinched And when I speak it comes out in a growl From my temper I run as though being pinched So at the moon; I will howl, I will howl.