Feeling irked is so tired,
Put the feeling awayby getting wired,
Ignore the urges to rant and yell,
Those who you're irked at will never tell.
Why do I feel this way?
So annoyed, so irritated.
So touchy and so aggrivated,
So much like I want to seclude myself,
but can't say no and thus must elude myself.
I mean, how much scrutiny can one take?
How much of a life can one fake?
Hope to high hell your character doesnt break,
but all in the same, your friends are at stake.