I'm mad, today.

Yes I am.

Is there a problem?

There shouldn't be,

because I have the right to be mad.

Even if I have to store it away in the morning

and let it fester until the fading afternoon,

I will do so,

'cause I have the right to have this feeling.

I have that right!

No one can take it away from me.

Even when I can't express the bubbling anger that eats away at me at the moment,

I have the right to hold the feeling.

Hold it.

Think it.

Silently dedicate it to those that deserve it.

It's okay for me you to feel it, too, as well as I.

Hurt. Torn down. Tired. Worn. Aggravated. Agitated. Ready to cry. Ticked.
Pissed (oops, did I say that?)
Ready to stop. Done with the obnoxious, walking feet of the careless.

Done.

Mad.