Mad

Can I get mad?
You say, "Yes! Scream and yell; that never fails."
But I do.
And I get yelled at in return.
"Then be quiet. Think it over"
Too quiet, I'm called.
Gloomy and depressed.
"Then don't get angry."
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That's ridiculous! How obscured! Don't get mad? I'm human, no? Why do I have to suffer? My feelings matter, too. Why must I hide them? So I must hide and listen to every other person complain and bitch about how angry they are? No! Being angry is natural, so any natural human feels it. Don't get angry, ha! Ridiculous! Must I bite my tongue at everything? Every insult, every annoyance? Every side comment and every action? I'm tired of that, tired of this. Fuck. You. All.
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"Feel good to vent?"
Fuck you to, smartass.