A poem expressing the "emotional process" without a real story.
|My Crippled Attitude!
I'd tripped over my demeanor, and bruised my attitude,
so I bought some crutches for my pride and thought that was pretty shrewd!
While clutching hands, Despair and I, took a walk down Apathy road
but desperation stopped us both, then determination arose!
Infuriation reared like a horse, and gallantly stomped on my pressure,
but desperation was full of spite as she tortured my pain into pleasure!
Embarrassment taught me a lesson, which left me feeling rejected,
so I gathered some inspiration, which was far more than I had expected!