Violence

Is this anger that housed in my shell I hide,
Normal beyond a doubt or will it subside?
A violent entity, I have always been but is this anger too much?
Everyone has their vices, why can't they see that it's my crutch?

Is it wrong for me to defend my own honor?
Without this aggression I'd be just another goner.
It kept me sane, it kept me alive.
It made me whole, it made me strive.

Take me for me, or leave me to seclusion.
Other than accepting there can be no resolution.
I am what I am, please just cope.
Because I can't be your winter, walking on a tightrope.