What’s your damage? She asked of me Tilting her head to the side And Squinting inquisitively I picked at my chipping nail polish And stared down at my boots. Hugging my knees into my chest, I Held onto myself tightly The fire in my belly sizzled up my welling tears And flipped my sadness into rage As I Flew around the room Like a trapped bird Hurling obscenities And upturning chairs Just For Sitting there, looking stupid. Empty.