I can't bear to show my bad side,
It makes everyone want to hide.
I give them all three looks,
And start throwing furniture and books.
My face goes the colour of fire,
As my temper and anger rises higher.
I scream so loud that it shatters glass,
It's hard to believe I am a nice young lass.
Stay out the way I warn you,
Because half the time you wouldn't see it through.
Just to let you know I don't have anger problems!
I just wanted to write about something else..... ANGER! Roarrr! :D
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