We Are Upset
You get angry at me
You lash out at me
I get awfully scared all over again
I'm unprepared like an inkless pen
You get angry at me
You get me angry
I get frightened of my wasted time
I feel trapped when I should be free in liberty's passionate prime
You said that I don't listen enough
Your tone of voice is slightly rough
You get so angry at me for an odd reason
You get me so upset and I doubt once again
I feel lost in the cold this winter
I deal with so much hate so bitter
It's a freezer in frozen February
I'm struggling...surviving barely
I am strong for writing this song
All along, I was meant to belong
Poetry is music and art mixed together
I want freedom to flutter inside me, long lost lover
You get frustrated with me all the damn time
You get mad at me as if I committed a crime
This time, I'm gonna stand up for myself and leave your side
I need to walk away and smile away your frown of envy and pride
Vanity and profanity is what corrupts my heart and mind
I'm sorry, God, for all of the thoughtless sins I always did
Uncanny ugliness used to mask me with muck left behind
I'm sad now, dear, so replace the farewells you bid
You get angry at me
You lash out at me
I cry in the inside
I fake it on the outside
But, you'll never know
How much you hurt me so
You'll never find out
That my hope has turned to doubt
Our lack of satisfaction
Brings us low
Our lack of true direction
Will surely show
We are upset
We feel regret
You get so mad at me
You lash out at me
Why do you put your fury out on me?
There's no need to act out in hostility
We are upset and we need to feel happy
We are full of regret and act too snappy
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