What I wanted to say to that woman who yelled at me (but didn't)

Is you mad?
Is it the smirk on my face
or the stubbornness in my eyes
or that I won't let you win?

Is it my height
My audacity
That I dare challenge you
Me, 5-foot giant

We aren't in high school anymore
Your raised voice
flared eyes
do not scare me

My heart can pound
Beat hard against my chest
But my eyes
will never betray me

It must be
the smirk on my face
the stubbornness in my eyes
that I won't let you win

Is you mad?