anger or jealousy

a horror that has me in a bind at times when
it's impossible to find me I've said it once
i'm not gonna be kind.  You exspect me to be
fine when you've crossed the line each time I
think of you i get a chill up my spine from the
vine you swung in on, but when are you gonna
get a feel that my fuse isn't something to abuse
you people always accuse me of somethin it always
makes my head spin with me know that i'm never gonna win.

Seen everyone else with a woman of love and care
all that i seem to do is stand and stare understand
and glare with me know its not always fair. But look
at all the beatins i've taken all the things i've
mistaken for something else is it love or something
from above that's tellin me this ain't right it
seems like each time I express my mind it get me
into a fight between dark and light, despite the
fact that i'm layin down bloody in the park.

with the fear goin in my mind all i can say
IS IT ANGER OR JEALOUSY.