My Anger Poem by Afreen Khan

Sometimes when the day is bad,
or someone's made me very sad,
I run out of the house,
and watch the cat chasing the mouse.
There i sit with chin on knee,
And want none except me.
There I sit without a sound,
and throw the things I found.
I watch the people pass by,
and sometimes try to say 'hi',
but my anger follows me everywhere,
and it difficult for me to bear.
I sit and cry the whole day,
until my anger wears away...