i became red eyed and turned in a instant,
you became powerless as an infant
i ran so fast i was a blur
i hit so aggresively i was a brawler
i screamed, i shouted, i grunted and hit
my eyes flooded red and my knuckle split
a helping hand guided me away,
but then a cheap comment lead me astray
my mind snapped and i went wild,
fter a few more hits i became more mild.
i slammed into the door with a tremendous bang,
i growled and screamed at my peers like a mustang.
but then i sat down and thought,
it could of been worse i couldve been outfought.
i sat down alone with my mind,
sat on a chair, saw my knuckle and i whined.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's an enchanting rhymes..............