As of late, I’m quick to snap. It seems no patience is in me.
I need to breathe, and take a step back, to control what seems to exhaust me.
I’d like to just be listened to, to have all of my thoughts be heard.
The same common courtesy I give to everyone in return.
Frustration overcomes me, and my calm sense of being is lost.
I become molded into something that I am definitely not.
As of late, I’m quick to snap. It seems I’m the only one,
who is even listening to my own thoughts, and it’s making me completely numb.