Passive aggressive, can't be too firm, This anger inside me I've carried since birth. I say what I mean but then laugh at the end You don't think I'm serious, and my mind starts to bend. Can't be too forward, Sarcasm my favorite weapon, maybe if I said it straight I wouldn't always end up mad again.
Aggressively passive, I've given up hope, no point in giving a **** when you're taken as a joke. Why argue my point when you're blind to my mind? I get better and better at keeping the anger inside. Go with the flow is too gentle a phrase, for the ***** I don't give the more that I age. People will come and those people will go, no longer will I cry and let my soul feel hope.
And I'm ****** if I do Definitely ****** if I don't, But I can handle being ****** Simply because I won't