How Should I Feel?

Wondering how I should feel,
Is that really ever fair?
Show me what you want,
Is it despair?

You ask me what's wrong.
I answer in slow.
I know the outcome,
And watch your temper grow.

I simply want to tell you,
Exactly how I feel,
But I'm afraid of your words.
Is this even real?

Don't ask me what's wrong
If you don't want to know.
Is it getting old?
Then let it show.