I am angry.
Angry with the world, with life, with how everything's not within my control.

I am angry with how you guys want me home not because you truly care but because you need someone to control.
I am angry at how everyone can't understand me.
I am angry at how people never see what i have done but judge me by their pre-cognition.

Most importantly, I am angry at things way beyond this.

I am angry with you.
Angry that you're running away.
Angry at how this is unfair to all of us.
Angry about the way you stare.

Yet i am not angry.
Because i just can't.

I am just an angry person.

Perhaps i really am a crazy asian.