21 November 2012
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
Bad Side • Opuss № I