Intruder.

I'm irritated.
And I cannot grasp - why.
All I see is intruder in my space,
That I want to stand by.
An alien creature from a place,
That's far away, of an opposite race.
All I feel is anger.
I want to crush the glass.
I want to throw it at the wall,
And see how pieces of it fall,
Just like how scattered is my mind,
When I lack the understanding,
Am I faced and talked to
Or am I placed aside.