I reside in you but come out rarely
Like a virus, I appear
Expelling symptoms,
at times severe
I wait until you feel no control...

I elude to the fact that nothing's going right
I cause and irritation that puts up a fight
I will make you feel nothing's alright
Scream, scream

You cannot run from me
You will never be free, as long as you have responsibilities
I'm there...

Daily life begins to take a toll,
and your mood swings are really getting old
But alas you have to do what you're told
The frustration!