I just want to be mad right now
and throw a rather huge fit.
Let logic alone for a moment
and let me act on instinct for a bit.
Put me some place safe
that won’t matter if I destroy.
Stay out of my way
so I don’t hurt or annoy.
Careful to exhaust all that anger
which is precarious I know
because venting usually doesn’t shrink
but causes all that ill will to grow.
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