Why can’t I get an attitude when I’m not invited?
Throw a tantrum like a spoiled toddler.
I want to shout and complain when things are going awry.
I want to withhold my words until things fall in line.
I shall carry these grudges until they bury me deep!
You’ve ****** me off, so a slap is what you need!
I want what you have, so I’m taking it from your grasp,
as I walk away joyful; the thought of you is now part of my past.
I want to be the pettiest person you’ve ever meet,
but I’m an adult; so all I can do is fake-smile and pretend.