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Introvert
I think my time is up
I'm about to give in.
I can no longer take it.
Something is sucking me in.
Rage is what I'm feeling.
I can no longer keep.
It's building up inside of me-
There's havoc I'm about to wreak!
My silence will turn to outbursts
If you put this into play.
But my conscience keeps telling me
"Keep cool. Somehow, it'll go away."
Keep taunting me.
Go on do it.
Sure I'll try to keep calm.
You just haven't seen the bitter side of me yet,
the one that does you harm.
I'm wreckless and emotional right now.
And emotion will not take shit.
Personally, I do not give a fuck about anyone.
I'd like some alone time for a bit.
I need to clear my head for a second or two.
Let me analyze what's going on.
Yesterday you told me to go away.
I'm just a nameless ghost- anon.
Today you plead, you beg for my help.
Yet I reply to you the answer 'no'
So then I become this heartless bitch
A freak, a bum, a low-down, disgusting troll.
It's fine by me.
I'm fucking tired of this life.
I'm sick of you pushing me around.
I'm sick of all your morbid ways
Of always putting me down.
