Self Control with Agitation

Fire burning
Through my veins,

Hold on, get a grip...
Grab the reins.

Pull back...
Ignore the attack.

Breathe--
inhale...exhale

Ignore the air,
I know it's stale.

Hold on tight--
You're in control.

Do whats right,
Or heads will roll.

Don't throw the fit.
It's not even worth it.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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