Frustration Behind a Facade

I bet you I been set up I'm fucking fed up with the catch up I have to complete before I can retreat Inside in my mind just so I can better piece Together every tether and fabric I've had it Can't grasp it, can't fathom The way others aren't always spazzin Who hasn't tried to live a life minus stress It's so fucking hard to do unless you play the game of chess That is society's way of choosing who's best To suffer and to flourish I act so churlish When it all keeps whirling and twirling out of my sight I have no other choice but to keep it inside All the anger and hurt that I hide