My rage

I have learnt to keep my rage to myself
To hold it like a piece of paper 

Squeeze it

Throw it away
Or fold it

Store it away for another day

If I keep my rage to myself

You cannot touch it

With your aloof responses

Your nonchalance glances

Your one-word answers

You cannot touch me

So I hold my rage

Close to my chest

Like treasure

Like my heartbeat

I guard it

I keep it away from you