Like a Volcano

I here you out, but you don't give me a chance to speak out.

I listen to what you feel, but I hold back what I feel.

You vent out about all that you have.
You shout out and hit out whatever frustration you have, but I'm supposed to not.

You have loads to say, but I don't.

You have lots of reasons, but I don't.

You get super angry, but I'm not allowed to.

You get unreasonable, but I'm not allowed to.

You say what you want and when you want, but I'm always wrong.

I may be right, I may be wrong.
I may have reasons, I may not.
I may want to yell and shout, I may not.
I may need the opportunity to speak out, I may not.

All I'm afraid of, is that one day I'm going to blow...

Like a Volcano...