I'm frustrated....

There's so many bothersome people on this planet! I'm getting upset just thinking about it. 

So I'm the problem, is what I think, surely that is the case but I am the protagonist, you don't know me and I don't know you. But I don't care! With myself, my hands, and my sight, I can make my own choices, alright? And so I can rhyme when I don't mean to as well. But.. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I want to rip all my hair out.

I don't mean to be indecent, it's never my intention, but I am what makes up myself, my being, I am inescapable of my capsule, all the help I get and shall recieve is unwanted despite what my mouth concieves! Leave me alone.. Ha, just kidding! I'm Always Kidding