Joeline Rayment

(02/02/1982 / Rosebud)

Growing UP


I want to be pissed off
I want to lash out
I want to let self pity
explode in a shout.

I want to be reckless
and do stupid things.
I know its destructive,
regrets all it brings.

But damn its annoying
to hold it all down,
wait till it disipitates
and smooth out the frown.

Why cant i be foolish,
have a moody outburst,
be selfish and angry,
put my temper first?

Becuase letting it out
well, then it hits others
and its not just me
that my temper bothers.

Then it can cause hurt,
cause conflict and pain
negative for all
without any gain.

So...

I CAN get pissed off
I CAN let it out
I CAN let self pity
explode in a Shout.

But the payment is there
when it hits or it misses
and to be bluntly honest
Id much rather have kisses.

Submitted: Monday, May 06, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 06, 2013

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