unfairness. annoyed. angry. these emotions are so non-volatile.

I'm sick of being brushed aside

Like what I've said is null and void

I'm sick of no one listening 

Of being so ignored

Things just keep on happening making life unfair

And everything is making me want to rip out all my hair

I'm not sad at all,

In fact it's really quite the opposite

I'm angry and I'm livid 

And this madness is compositive

They make me do things for them

They treat me like a chore

And when I have something to say

They all just act so bored

They call me things that I am not

And make me want to scream

And call them off and tell them 

They can be replaced like that.