blood is rushing through your ears
screaming and crying - your face is red
heart is pounding as you punch the wall
heaving you collapse on an unmade bed

no more

crank up the radio and slam the door
you don't want to think or hear anymore
parents in the kitchen staring at the floor
wondering what happened to the kid they had before

no more

no 

why am i subject to such a stupid cliche?
i'm treated like i've got nothing useful to say
they've no idea what i've got planned
so how can i make them understand?