I Am a Rebel

Today, I realise that yes, I am a rebel on the inside.
Outside I seem very agreeable,
But I am raging on the inside.
Like what someone mentioned to me previously...
Passive-Aggressive.

Do not corner me or push me into a tight spot, please.
If you do, I will end up bursting out at you.
And then both of us will get hurt.
Thank you.

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