Waking up to a downpour is a magical thing
whereby you hear the heavy pattering that the windows are subjected to
Almost like a melody, a synchronization of notes no one can differentiate apart.
I detest people who throw tantrums for trivial reasons.
Of course, that extends to children
And the humans who act like it.
Really, stop blowing things out of proportion and giving me the cold shoulder.
Stop overreacting and telling me vague things like 'Don't say.'
'Don't say', what? Specify yourself or else give up trying to make me understand.
What in the world am I supposed to be, telepathic?
Not to mention that it was such a microscopic and petty issue that I honestly can't bring myself to be bothered about- it wasn't like I had had your deepest darkest secret within my clutches and I'd decided to betray and humiliate you or anything.
Goodness gracious.
Grow up, for goodness' sake!
Goodness gracious.
Grow up, for goodness' sake!
Ah,
But I won't react the ways in which I did before.
I won't, as I did as a kid, apologise for stupid, teeny tiny reasons that aggrieve you- that I'm actually not responsible for.
It can be seen how you throw these childish fits only at people whom you think you can take advantage of.
And you're not the only one capable of cold treatment.
I will not give in.
The thing is I've done it before and to do it again is dumb.
Even if, you aren't exactly the same people from then
I have, after all, made a promise to myself to change
And I will most definitely uphold that promise.
I have, after all, made a promise to myself to change
And I will most definitely uphold that promise.
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