I screamed and I hollered
but no one came to see
what was going on here,
what was happening to me.
At last I paused to breathe
and listen just to see
if my noisy outburst
disturbed anyone but me.
It seemed I was alone
with my gloom and misery.
They were deaf downstairs, it seemed
To my woeful, childish plea.
So I sat and sucked my thumb.
the only comfort left for me.
It seemed throwing a tantrum
didn’t work at university.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 29/April/2018
