Bipolar
Pounding
Anger like a hammer struck thumb
Self inflicted
Mind conflicted
Noise
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I look
Clouding my thoughts
Dull nails
Dragging across my skull
If I scream while no one is around
Will anyone hear it?
And all I ask is that you
Answer that f****** phone
And stop talking so g***** loud
Every noise
Every squeak
Every creak in the floor
Drives me f***** mad
As if I wasn’t to begin with
And it’s just so pathetic
That you don’t get it
That you’ll never understand
You self-consumed superficial morons
You’ll never feel what I feel
By reading a f****** book
And if you read this
Go ahead
Take it personally
Because that’s all it’s ever been
About you.