I used to be an angry young man
I broke most of the cell phones I had
I used to throw them against the wall
Whenever my ex would get me mad
I used to wear stylish sunglasses
Trying to look cool under the sun
But I would break them if I got enraged
Then get sad once I saw they were done
I used to drive without any patience
If others drove too slow, I’d get hot
I’d give the finger to those close by
Then my car would get scratched in the lot
I used to have a bad and short temper
Along with the side effects anger brings
Then I’d be baffled and scratching my head
Wondering why I didn’t have nice things
Needless to say, I’m not angry anymore
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Cleverly penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks Damian. Reflection often offers more now as an older man than I was younger and naive.