Some issues

We all have anger locked
deep inside our bodies.
Some of us laugh it off,
some of us cry,
some of us play music,
and some just lash out
on others.
There is a thought that
pops into our heads,
and we know what the
thought is,
but some just can't seem
to make that go away.
Most of us make it through
the day,
but the few left behind don't
make it throught the afternoon.
Help a friend,
or you'll be ashamed.
'Cause when they end,
you will blame.