change the lightbulb!

i have a ball and chain attached to me, and i don't recognize this feeling at all.
my intestines are churning, and choking my bladder.
until my eyes yet again, pop out of my head.
i know that i'm under this roof for another 3 years.
and that's what makes me angry.
i don't want to be, because im going to boil over like the kettle of tea that sits on the blistering hot burner.
i'm hissing to get out, and i get louder and louder by the second.
if you touch the bass of me, i'll burn your fingers right off.
i feel like i'm welded to my bed, im taped there forever.
i can't escape even though there's an open door with trees, and sunshine right in front of me.
im trying to make a fist, but there's an invisible ball stopping me.
its you.
its all your fault.
i don't blame myself, the earth, or anyone else.
I FUCKING BLAME YOU.
okay?