A shattered mirror, a bloody hand,
All the signs of anger.
Yet, I still must ask myself,

What is anger?
Is it truly an emotion all of it's own?
Or is it simply a cover-up?
A distraction from the emotions within,
Something to keep us from the truth.

Is it anger I feel?
Or is it pain in disguise.
Anger wears many masks, all of which are false.
Underneath all its facades,
Anger, by itself, does not exist at all.