I wanna be justified in my anger
I didn’t ask to be here
I didn’t ask to exist
yet here I am
and at times I get angry
when things don’t go my way
when I feel wronged
when I see injustice in the world
when I see the suffering of people
when I see my own suffering
and when I want to brew and stew in the desire to be right
to be in my ego
to be in my pride
to sit in the pool of my own fury
to fester
to pout
to stomp my feet
to want to run, hide, scream, attack, and throw a tantrum
I also get angry at being angry
because I should know better,
be more mature
as if being angry was wrong, or bad or something I shouldn’t feel
because I must be good, kind, sweet — always
not angry
no
that isn’t right
is it?
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