Fustration

Fustration throws me to my knees.
As I look up in desperation;
the lecture of your lies and shit,
make my teeth grind to the point of pain.

The need to spit words of venom,
leaves me jaw clenching tightly shut;
to avoid further conflict.
You make me sick to my stomach.

Rage pumps blood through my veins;
at a speed that would kill you if it was a bullet.
The anger that spreads through my toughts,
would make your blood run cold.

A desperate attempt to make you see;
how you're about to ruin me.
It's my future that's at steak.
Not your little ego tripping moment.

Fustration throws me to my knees.
As I look up in desperation;
the lecture of your lies and shit;
make my teeth grind to the point of pain.

Author notes

I had to chose my subjects for next year, and my main two subject teachers, rejected my application
so i have to completely change my goal in life, just because they dont like me.

i had a HUGE argument with my careers advisor, i got so fucking pissed off with that motherfucker of a cocksucker.