Scream

You don't tell me what to do;

How to live my life.

I'm sorry I don't meet your expectations;

I'm sorry I'm not perfect.

But that is no excuse for you to criticize me.

I try my best, 

Even when you don't think I do. 

I want to scream and yell at you;

Not about anything in particular;

I just want to scream at the top of my lungs. 

I want to scream until I can't speak.

All of this pent up irritation, 

I want to let it all out.

But I won't do that because

I'm the better person. 

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