I’m just so sick,
Of all the nagging.
My blood boils thick,
By my fists are sagging.
All your crying,
Does no good.
How about trying?
Just get a better mood!
I hate your speeches,
Your rants and big talk.
I don’t want your preaches,
Just go, take a walk!
Anger is all you bring,
Just let me be!
I can’t change anything!
Can’t you see? !
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