There's No Way to Name This

There is a lot of anger in this poem. The anger keeps the sadness away.

The anger takes a lot of directions. Its not properly formated. Its just feelings that don't have another way to get out.

Damn it
Look at me
What are you afraid to see?
My angry eyes?
Burning down all the lies
Tears
Cry
Never dry
Never care
You can't see what's there
Self-pity's your best friend
Not me

Thanks for reading. I know it doesn't make sense, but does anger ever?