Plea to be Me

I give up!
my gift of words has escaped
my vocabulary has diminished.
and my communication skills have ceased to exist
and now frustration takes over my very being....
my purpose isnt to be mean.
it's just that i cant think past my anger in order to say what needs to be said
so i just use hateful words instead
and my heart is breaking because your heart is broken.
but i dont feel the need to be politically correct all day long.
sometimes to get your point across you have to sound wrong.
i cant always be perfect although i try....
and I'm in a constant battle to keep the masses happy
but i don't know why.
I guess the pain in the eyes of those who work hard and have nothing angers my core
and those who do nothing get all they want disgusts me even more.
my choice of words may shock u but they are my choice of words
and if speaking my mind hurts your feeling then your feelings will be hurt.
*** i'm not done but i have writers block now**