Holy Rage

Anger was caged in polite routines
Fed something rabid behind the scenes
Stacked in the corners of practiced grace
Every soft answer I forced in place

I learned to press my anger for the bound
Trade every surge for softer ground
Polish my tone so it won't show
Act like the fury has no glow

You praised the way I stayed controlled
Under the years I did what I was told
Held me up as a redeemed case
Something feral kept its pace

Every time I softened rage
Pressure built inside the cage
Forced it under mild routines
Poison circling through the seams

Holy rage, I let you reign
Make a sermon from my pain
I won't play their holy role
I am what they can't control

If this rage is all I own
I won't call it wrong or small
Every part you pushed below
I will let it take it all

You turned my doubts into polite art
Hung them like trophies on your wall
Called my restraint a noble mark
Smiled when I made myself stay small

You swore rage made me less
So I coated it in shame
Under each polite caress
Anger urged me to remain

Every time I knelt to please
Chasing some approved ideal
Something ruthless snapped the leash
Growling that my rage is real

Holy rage, take this place
Turn this fury into hymns
I won't fake a gentle face
I won't let you chain these limbs

If this anger is my core
I won't brand it as disease
Let it rise and set the score
Let it move the way it pleases

(Stop)
Stop dressing rage as simple fault
Label it as childish sin
Use my patience as your vault
Hide the riot locked within

You parade my softer days
Post them like a perfect cure
Tell the crowd I changed my ways
Sell my silence as secure

All your methods, gold and clean
Can't erase this pulsing core
I am not your gentle scene
I am rage that asks for more

I held my anger like a sin
Hid it deep where none could see
Tried to swap it for a grin
Lost the sharpest parts of me

When the world felt cold and spare
Rage was there and would not fade
It remembered every stare
Every promise that betrayed

Stop demanding that I heal
I am rage made of steel
No more masks for your show
Every judgment makes it grow
Call me broken, call me cruel
Every label feeds this fuel
(Yeah)
You want empty, you want weak
I bring fury without shame

Holy rage, take this place
Turn this fury into hymns
I won't fake a gentle face
I won't let you chain these limbs

If this anger is my core
I won't brand it as disease
Let it rise and set the score
Let it move the way it pleases

No more false appeasement games
No more smiles to keep you calm
If you only loved me tame
You can leave me with my rage

I stop begging to be soft
I stop trimming every edge
Anger sits beside me now
Not as monster, not as test

It has carried what they dropped
It has seen what others fled
I stay here with all of it
And at last we walk as one