Baskadia

I am pissed off

I want to scream

What sort of injustice is this

I strive to be good

Yet one thing comes along

And you confront

With harsh words

And I cannot defend myself

I am at a loss

If I Speak

I am told it's lies

I am told I pretend to be good

I am told I am a snake

Who created respect for elders

Has certainly not met you

This persistent thorn in my work flesh

This abhorrent taste in my mouth

This unhealthy words ring in my ears

I must speak

I must shout

I am pissed off