I feel disrespected.
I exist.
I have feelings.
I can take a lot of but don't push me.
I work hard and I demand that my work is acknowledged.
I exist.
I may not be active in certain places but that doesn't give you the ing right to disregard me completely.
I have a life... can't say that for you, can I?
It takes a lot for me to be genuinely pissed or even enraged or in this case outraged... but when I get to that point like I am now...
I am smarter than you think I am.
I don't need your explanations and excuses.
I do certain things for a reason and I like certain things a certain way.
I had a vision for what I wanted, that's just how I am and I don't want to know your opinions and nor do I even care.
I don't really listen to you, everything you say goes in one ear and out the other.
I am very sensitive when I'm angry... every single little thing that I don't want to hear pisses me off.
If I go off on you, just know from my point of view you had it coming.
Do I care about your point of view? No. Why? Because you're irrelevant.
I exist, I'm going to be heard, my work will be regarded, and after that's done I want you out of my sight.
And yes, I sound self indulgent, egotistical, selfish, y, but I don't care.
You've poked and prodded me one too many times and now you're getting the real me.
I was once quiet, nice, friendly, kind, helpful but you've turned me into something else entirely... or have you?
Actually you didn't I was already like this, plus I don't want to give you the satisfaction of giving you any sort of credit because you don't deserve it.
Go on ahead, leave. Who needed you anyways? You're just another enemy I can put on my already long list.
Now, onto the next...
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