Passionate disdain for all the things that surround me
Each day in repetition
Trauma stabbing through profoundly
A grievance met with silence
In itself, an act of violence
Expressions of belligerence
My only way to cope
Don't you say
That I'm wrong, I'm always in the wrong
I know that fact myself, I'm wrong
What will make the difference
When you don't even notice
When I'm upset
The child inside that lashes out
The smirks and snarls are meaningless
What they say, bad etiquette
How I behave, bad etiquette
My reaction
Every infraction
No recompense
I take it all
Every consequence
Villain of the story
I forfeit any glory
As I assume the role
My dignity will pay the toll
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