Angry

Heard you called,
I simply snapped,
Frowned at the words,
Cursed at your concerns.

I was fine before,
I chatted with Mr Fix,
But you came try to be him,
And you knew you can never be.

I know the genuinity,
Yet I just am annoyed,
I dunno why I am edgy,
It has got to do with you.

The way you try,
Makes my hair stand,
It freaks my daylight out,
I wish I could run far away.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts