3 Times is enough

walking
along
the road
I turn
on my
music
as high
as it
will go.
I remember
being mad,
only 3
times in my life.
really mad.
really upset.
this would be the
3rd.
I am not talking
hurt
or disappointed.
I am talking
mad.
The first
time I was
mad was when
I saw
2 kids
picking on
an adult in
a wheelchair.
The second was
when my Father
lied about something
so important
it would change
my world.
The third
more an act
of fuck you.
And I got it
I read the message
loud and clear.
As I walk through
I let the air escape
from my lungs.
I walk back home
thinking to myself
how important
is this to you?
I get lost
in the song
white suburban.
3 times is enough.