Here's a temper tantrum I'd like to write down:

There are not enough words to describe,
Not enough words that could help me articulate,
Not enough words that can possibly substantiate,
The insane amount of perturbed I feel,

If I was capable of doing so,
I'd take this time to apologize for being a brat,
Unfortunately, at this time, I don't believe I can do that,
Considering I feel my soul being ****** out by endless stupidity,

I'm not good enough,
I'm not young enough,
I'm not tiny enough,
I'm not enough,

This may not be my time,
And maybe the next shot won't be it too,
But I guess I'll just have to decide to make do,
Besides, I hear that good things come to those who wait,
Or something like that,
****, who cares?
I'm still too ****** to concentrate.