All you do is give me grief
Leaving you gave little relief
This pain you made may be here to stay
But hopefully someday it'll just go away

I hate the ideas you people have
You should be this, You should do that
Happiness is a very rare thing you see
Just because you're happy, Don't ruin it for me
You could be straining something that's always been unseen
Locked up, Hidden away may have been the usual routine
That's how it was you see
Until you decided to push me
Pushed me until I could take no more
Pushed me until my temper was sore