I was angry with myself. I was lost and confused. There wasn't an unkind word or spiteful thought I hadn't used. All the anger I carried was bound to explode. I was walking in a rage down a long hard road. (Cho:) O Corrymeela, I need to rest myself. I need to discover myself again. O Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision. O let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows. There were times when I was right. There were times when I was wrong. I couldn't feel one way about anything for very long. The blame for all my troubles pointed everywhere but me. I was as full of hate as any one you'll ever see. (Cho:) Just to feel the anger leaving me. Just to let the burning bitterness die. O show me the sea, let its music heal me. Show me a field where I can lie. I was tearing myself apart. I was my own worst enemy. There didn't seem to be an answer to my misery. I knew that I was wrong and I was sure that I was right. I was cursing the darkness and blowing out the light. (Cho:)