About 5 years ago I had my first catharsis. My father and I have never seen eye to eye and one day he made me extremely mad. Instead of getting into an altercation with him, I channelled my anger into poetry and this is what I got:

You Don't Understand Me

When I tell you something I am automatically arguing with you,
When I try to explain myself to you I am just making excuses,
When I do good enough for two it still isn't good enough for you,
When I feel bad and you put me down instead of cheering me up it is one of your many losses,
When I tell u how I really feel you know that is the truth and all you can say back is that,
I am arguing with you