Anger Eyes

My heart won’t be able to forgive much longer, My eyes won’t be as kind anymore... Why you ask? My anger is whole lot stronger... than my mercy. Almost like the civil war... My mercy like the fair side, My anger like the wrong one. Well, my mercy will have to learn to hide. Or better yet, be completely gone. And at last, her eyes will be all red, No little merciful girl here any longer. For she will be fully dead Because the alter ego is always stronger.