I feel like diss-ing someone. I don't know who. -.-

This post gon' be random,
For I not know who the target is,
For I not know how I wanna go about this diss.


This is for no-
One, just guns pointing anyone.
No wait I just thought of someone.

Frankly I tell now I'm stressed.
I'm pissed, I feel my fist.
I've had enough of this.

Why you wanna live with all those avoidance.
I see them all as hypocrisy.
Why you make me tell someone something-
Which never ever mattered much to me?
Why you make me feel so caught up between?
Don't you have a lil' bit of sympathy?
Why is it always me that have to clear all this shit?
Is it you making use of me?
How did I succeed in putting up with all these?
I don't know how to handle things-
Thinks people all around,
Go all around making me like a badass all time round.
And when I try to empty my heart out here, I hear voices saying that I'm loud-
Pow. Knock out. There goes Xin An down and out. Never heard, seen, felt. Coz someone just squeezed his fucking balls out.