They always wonder why I’m angry,

yet they spit in my face uncontrollably.

I bite my tongue, refuse to be a hypocrite.

They may be, but I’m the opposite.

Is it not okay to have emotions?

I’m on earth, as a teenager caught in commotions.

Don’t let anyone else be angry,

but act like you’re five, and you can disagree?

Dang, I thought you respected me,

but you won’t even let me be angry.

Let me f...