\u201cOh my God, I hate my life\u203c\u201d
\n\u201cAnd what the actual fuck?\u203c\u201d
\nTeenagers love big emotion words.
\nWhat will they do in an emergency
\nWhen they truly need to measure
\nPain or excitement, despair or joy?<\/p>\n
And yet, don\u2019t you ever say,
\n\u201cI\u2019m going to kill you!\u201d? I do.
\nWhat kind of homicidal maniac
\nKills in retaliation for taking
\nThe scissors without returning
\nThem to where they belong?<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I would die,\u201d my
\nMother used to say, when she
\nCould say anything, in regards
\nTo an embarrassment or shame.
\nYes, those humiliating moments
\nBurn but never kill, nor maim.<\/p>\n
And even the occasional yell,
\n\u201dYou\u2019re driving me crazy!\u201d
\nWhich my mother and I both
\nSaid to our children or spouse.
\nThough no one has gone mad
\nBy another\u2019s annoying behavior.<\/p>\n
But melodrama is nothing new.
\nI\u2019ve heard in the movies or
\nMaybe I read it in a book, the
\nLover declares to the beloved,
\n\u201cMy life has no meaning, is not
\nWorth living without you.\u201d Really?<\/p>\n
And don\u2019t get me started on cars.
\nI\u2019d get more than a second glance
\nHad you recorded my car litany.
\n\u201cWhat the f#$*k is wrong with
\nYou, you jackass, mother f\u2019ing
\nMoron. Learn how to drive\u203c!\u201d<\/p>\n
Comedian Louis CK jokes,
\n\u201dCan you imagine if you said
\nthe same to someone who
\nbumped you in an elevator,
\nFacing them, \u201cI hope you die\u203c\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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