Poetry

Venting Teenage Angst

There isn't a lot I understand
Like how angry I get at the drop of a hat
Or how you confuse me and torment me
In ways you probably don't even know you do it

Why are some people so oblivious
To what's around them to what's going on
To the emotions of people they claim they care about
Why, or maybe they just pretend

And I don't get how everyone just pisses me off
I'm angry at them
I'm angry at you
I'm angry at me...mostly

Teenage angst has me all the time
I'm like a robot on a rampage
A remote control on self destruct
You've managed to push all the wrong buttons

And most of the time it's not me acting
It's my emotions taking over
It seems I'm always on auto pilot
And I'm just sick of it

And I don't get how everyone just pisses me off
I'm angry at them
I'm angry at you
I'm angry at me...mostly

Wouldn't it just be easier if I didn't care
I'll just stay angry, mean, and callous
My silence is all you'll get
But don't be offended, I hate everyone equally

And I give up right here and now
People are all the same so I won't pay you any mind
I'm keeping to myself and shutting everyone off
It's easier and way better this way

I'll never be hurt again
I'm hiding from you
I'm hiding from the world
And you ignore the hurt inside my eyes