Angers Step Child Poem by Anthony August

I am anger's step child behind the house
I'm So quiet I'm quiet's mouse
But raise a hand to me again
And I'll show you angers step childs sin
A man your not so weak and frail
You broke me sir put me thru hell
My nice is gone, my sweet destroyed
You laughed at me like your annoyed
Fret no more old me is gone
How loudly now have I become
My scared is lost, now should be you
To think of times you beat me blue
Now I'm the one who holds YOUR fear
Try me please I beg you dear
So leave me now you horrid spouse
Before I come from behind the house