Sometimes...

I want to get really mad.
And throw things.
And scream.
And stomp my feet.
And yell obscenities.
And kick the door.
And do the "ugly cry."
And growl.
Till my face turns red.

But I don't.
Cause there is not point.
It won't get me anywhere, anyway.
And I act like a mature adult.

But boy, do I really want to.