I wanted to shout at the top of my lungs
I wanted to pretend that i was five and throw a tantrum
Instead i did the grown up thing
I just shallow hard
Then count to 200 hundred
I exhaled and I counted again
Then i shock my head
and started walking away
with the fear that verbal diarrhoea would come my way
and I would explore into a fevered tirade
Somehow today i wish that i had revel in my childhood tantrums
maybe if I had i would have been on my merry way.
i sighed and walked away
counting with each step I took.