I fucking wanna scream!
At myself!
But I can't, someone is sleeping (and gets scared if I do scream).
I'm such a fucking good listener, and my own emotions, although fragile and brittle today, do not get the space to be expressed (except for a small note when I felt I might not take something well).
I fucking wanna scream!
But no, I'm a good boy, I don't do that, because someone else's emotions came first, because someone else...
I fucking wanna scream!
Because I'm fucking tired of being a good boy...
A good boy who, when just going for some food for himself because he was hungry or wanted a snack, also thoought of the milk that's needed for tomorrow's coffee, and the youghurt for breakfast, and some other things.
I fucking wanna scream!
Because I suddenly feel ready to explode.
Someone light the fucking fuse... I dare ya.