I try and I try,
I push myself with all my might
Yet I can not stop the annoyance in me grow
Every time my teachers says "Go!"
"You have another essay!"
My stoic face shows no hint of my emotions
The quiet anger I have inside is connected
With an array of responses
Yet I only stay with my stoic face
A silent war inside of me
A chaotic outburst
Contained in my own self.
A faint smile on my lips, A fake one at best
They are deceived, no one will know
Not until I'm dust
Of my silent outburst