POEM: Okay I Am Mad

But, I am not sad.

People can be kind of cruel.

And, have you fooled.

I hate the way you lied.

Feels like an unexpected tide.

When I found out.

I had no doubt.

All I could do was shout.

I feel like drinking.

Instead, of thinking.

I could go to a bar.

But, it's to far.

You will be sorry.

Because, one day you will not have a story.

To tell.

Instead you will have a yell.

I hope you are happy.

Because, I know I am.

I just hope your name is Sam.

FIN