Bipolar

Pounding

Anger like a hammer struck thumb

Self inflicted

Mind conflicted

Noise

Everywhere I go

Everywhere I look

Clouding my thoughts

Dull nails

Dragging across my skull

If I scream while no one is around

Will anyone hear it?

And all I ask is that you

Answer that f****** phone

And stop talking so g***** loud

Every noise

Every squeak

Every creak in the floor

Drives me f***** mad

As if I wasn’t to begin with

And it’s just so pathetic

That you don’t get it

That you’ll never understand

You self-consumed superficial morons

You’ll never feel what I feel

By reading a f****** book

And if you read this

Go ahead

Take it personally

Because that’s all it’s ever been

About you.