unappreciated

I feel like screaming.
I feel like pulling my hair out.
I feel like punching something.
I feel like punching someone.
Who are you to judge me?
Who are you to go behind my back and talk?
Who are you to stab me?
Who the fuck do you think you are?

You are blind to what I do.
You can't see a damn thing.
You are so caught up in your own world.
You confuse all that are around you.
I hope you fall!
I hope you fall flat on your face!
I hope you can disappear.
I hope I don't have to see your face!