this music

This music keeps me calm,
When all I want to do is scream,
These gray days meld together,
Like one big bad dream.
I wish my life was like a fairy tale,
Where everyone gets the ending,
Their actions have entailed.
The good guys win,
The bad guys lose,
But if that's how it works,
Then come I'm the one with all the bruises?
These people, they make me want to scream,
With their fake smiles and caring,
They make my temper steam.
Not one of them care about me,
I know that for a fact,
They poke and they prod my thoughts and feelings,
Using no tact.
I put on a nice face to hide my pain,
But I feel after a while this is going to leave me lame.