Ready to Explode

I'm too upset...

too desperate...

too angry...

'n ready to explode.

one of my best friends says in his comment that it is my usual situation. maybe he is right 'cos I've been telling the same things for months.

I wanna escape somewhere but I cannot.
I try to convince myself that in fact I'm one of the few lucky people that have job but...

I know it is hard to understand why I complain all the time and it is hard to endure my complaining, too. what can I say? Therefore, I do not expect understanding.

I just wanna write it down 'n expect a miracle that will save my soul.