Do U like my poem?

Do You See Me?

Do you hate me because of who I may be?
When I pass you by,
What do you see?
Do you see the fire in my eyes?
Do you know what happens,
When that fire dies?
You don't, and that's too bad,
Because in two seconds, I'm back.
Angry and mad.
Know why that is?
It's because I am the fire.
And you will wield to my every desire.