Annoying

There's so many things happening.
There's so many faces in the room.
It's not 'what's the problem?'
But much rather, whom?

My skin crawls.
My head sort of throbs.
My angry vibes don't flow out in streams,
But in mad globs.

I'm sick of plans,
Plans I can't do.
Sometimes I feel so self centered,
Not even thinking about you.

People turn me down.
I never knew so much hate.
Oooo, I'm paranoid and confused.
I always hesitate.

Sorry for being a cold hearted cynic.
Sorry for being an annoyance.
Sorry for being conceited, a freak.
Full of goody two shoes flamboyance.

But I can only be human.
I can only be me.
Understand me if you can,
And see all what a girl can be.

And we'll get along just fine.