You don’t understand why I get so upset.
You don’t understand why everything must be just so.
You don’t understand why I ask you to do this or to do that.
You don’t understand why lose my temper over something that seems trivial.
You don’t understand why all the little things build up and boil over inside my brain.
Churning and burning until I
Slam the door
Pull my hair
You don’t understand how I’m hurting inside.
And I have no control.
You don’t understand.
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