This piece is fueled by anger and angst, albeit in a healthy manner. But in my experiences, anger is passionate pain. It masks what the true emotion or situation is, and I feel like that’s the layer I can’t get to. Every attempt I make feels like it’s a diluting the message. So I’m not sure what to do with this one. Revise it with some badass input, or leave it and write a, “B Side” companion piece.