rhetorical questions, unexplainable anger, saying hello to the anger of your inner child

she asked me a rhetorical question that sent me into limbo
and as the little girl in me screamed and cried
the me, the growing me, the going going gone me
said absolutely nothing
the silence was daunting,
to the point where me choosing to remain silent was more disrespectful in comparison to lighting the fire that would be my words
all the pain the little me felt
all the hurt you instilled within me
and yet me today chose to say nothing
in the court of moral law, that was me making my decision
the silence was sacred yet it was of a logic that no one would dare to understand
the same way they haven’t dared to understand me
me and my mind
me and my anger
me and my compass
me and my choices
i put my hands over my eyes and for a minute it was dark
and not because i was about to cry
but for the first time i truly kept my peace
the phone rang and the whole world pissed me off
so for now on i just wont answer.