comfort and rage

You've got it in you
Yes, I know you can
Try to convince him
Choose your words
He is a simple man
Which makes it harder
You don't really understand

And there is comfort and there's rage
And yet you don't know what it takes

You got it in you
What you say is not the truth
And what you don't say
Is what prevents you from being fooled

I don't know
It seems like you're hiding from the truth
And it really, really worries me

Is there some comfort in this rage?
Now you're really losing what
You had planned and dreamt about
Will you be stagnant, which means small?
And then lose what you rather can (elope?)