give me a wall and stones

by chloepeh

when i get angry, i always wish i can throw stones at a wall instead.
i imagined it would be gratifying,
to use all my might and hurl stones to the wall.
bits of the stone would crumble, along with the pent up anger.

but i can’t, not in singapore.
there’s no wall and no stones readily available for me.
my mum would kill me if i destroy her wall.
and people will complain about the noise.

i can only take deep breaths and keep quiet while waiting for the anger to slowly subside.
how boring.

3:30 pm