I'm angry
No, I'm ******* *******
I don't even know what I'm mad about
But I am
And I'm going to snap
On the next person
That opens their ******* mouth.

I need a loud blunt.
I need a Xanax bar.
I need something to help me cope
Before I take a rope
And surely choke
Myself to death

I'm seething
Barely breathing
I could cry like an infant teething
I am a vengeful god,
Sentient being
All of my subjects
Deserve ruthless beatings