Bad Etiquette

Passionate disdain for all the things that surround me Each day in repetition Trauma stabbing through profoundly A grievance met with silence In itself, an act of violence Expressions of belligerence My only way to cope Don't you say That I'm wrong, I'm always in the wrong I know that fact myself, I'm wrong What will make the difference When you don't even notice When I'm upset The child inside that lashes out The smirks and snarls are meaningless What they say, bad etiquette How I behave, bad etiquette My reaction Every infraction No recompense I take it all Every consequence Villain of the story I forfeit any glory As I assume the role My dignity will pay the toll