Here's a poem that I wrote when I was 12 and going through that wonderfully fun stroppy stage, you know the one I mean? :D

Explosion

Building up inside

Threatening to explode

People should run and hide

For this temper is on full mode

As hot as fire

Patience at a test

Rant and rave 'til I tire

Yell til my throat is sorest

Take a deep breath

Count to ten

Hot to warm to calm

Frustration forgotten

Wait a moment or two

Fire building once more

Counting won't do

So I kick the door

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