No Toss— In Chaos?

I have some mild anger issues

When I cry don't you dare offer me a tissue!

I grit my teeth when I am flushed

Don't try to make me laugh or blush

I scream inside as I share a room

No privacy bro!— Not even for 'gloom'

No makeup toss! No breakage or loss

I can't smash 'em in anger; It's the middle-class chaos

Is my house built odd—Or the sky's too small

Why can't I let a scream out of my heart?

I am nice but sometimes I'm bitter too; I'm not a fool

I'm bad when I'm angry—I'm a human, not a tool

Love and Life are crucial you see

"Anger is a part", it's the opposite of glee

But I think letting it out is the way

Piling in; inside — It ain't a good stay

What so ever! I have anger issues

I'll cool down fast; So, don't offer me a tissue

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Author's note;

Hey, I'm not angry rn. But I wrote this one when I was gritting my teeth— I can't shout; like they do in movies. I share my room. lol