you look cute when you are angry

Your attempts to get through to me

Are like waves

Crashing on a huge cliff

Useless
They will never penetrate the cliff

Years of

Having my anger

Thought of as

"Cute"

To be pacified

By chocolates 

And compliments

And not with solutions
Or even a hint of
My point taken seriously

Has had the unexpected effect

Of hardening me

Teaching me to strategize

And find the best way

To get it across

I feel bad for you
Even though it was you
Who pushed me to my limits

(Yes, water,

no matter how gentle

can erode rock

after concerted effort of centuries

But you don't even have

One single lifetime)