A Ball of Fire

A great anger built up inside of me... like a ball of fire, ready to explode.
No one would ever imagine a girl like me would be so full of anger... frustration...
Sometimes at night this anger keeps me awake, I feel like punching everything in reach of me,
as if that would tire me out... to... finally put me to sleep.

There are hidden issues that must be dealt with...
but i keep running from... hiding from...
To avoid confrontation at all cost...

What is it that I must accomplish in this school ground... of LIFE?
That I must continuously run in circles of roller coasters... up & down... up & down...?
Only if I knew... I would chase only after those things...
and then call it an END.