Personal storm

My head hurts so just shut up
for this time in my life i have had enough
your voice shakes me like thunder
your eyes burn like lightning
when you get this made you seem to darken
you yell at me about this thing
apparently i don't know anything
so why do you keep talking to me?
yelling like you think i still care
the truth is not even half my brain is there
so while my mind wanders you sit and fume
then the ground falls out
the lightning strikes again on me
the thunder shakes me to my core
but you see mister i really don't care anymore
so yell your throat raw
and ill wear your patinas thin
because my eyes don't rain
like they used to when i felt the power of this storm
cause now my house is made of stone