It’ll be okay.

I was angry, so I grabbed a brick
(and if you asked me what a brick
Was doing, just lying around, I couldn’t
Even begin to tell you), because when you
Insulted my virility after I couldn’t
Get it up (and if you tell anyone
About it, I swear to GOD) I went a little crazy,
And screamed at you (of course I would),
But then you laughed at me, my impotence,
My worthless anger, and I guess that’s why
I’m writing you this note, and planning on
Sneaking out your fire escape.