Feel the build up,
The anger,
The rage,
The uncontrollable urge,
The thoughts I get when I see you,
And so begins my purge.

I see you and scream on the inside,
keeping my cool uncompromisable mask,
Just when I think it's over,
and I can live without you,
Here comes the anger and more depression,
The things that keep me sane are few.

I doubt you'll see this,
Know what it's about,
But the thoughts what's here,
and it's the thought that counts,

I hate what I'm becoming,
Due to simple acts of stupidity,
Not going to break,
Tell a soul,
Just like I know you won't try and talk anymore.

Just remember,
That within time,
I will do what I need,
When I need to,
In order to be happy.

Think about actions,
Never about the consequences,
or the effect on others,
yourself,
or anything,
But remember how much it hurts,
To think I've become this way.