It's a shame when something bugs you so much you can't sleep for the angry feelings burning away inside.

Anger

A day can turn on a sixpence
By the simple act of one deed
The rug is whisked from beneath you
As others question your creed

Accusation is all it takes
To give root to this deadly seed
Injustice creates imbalance
Wild envy thrives on pure greed

Insecurity feeds anger
And that’s when the heart starts to bleed
The steady slope is all downhill
When fears are let loose to breed

Friction serves to stir fry our souls
Then we forget what was agreed
Can't anyone reset the clock 
To the harmony we need?

Can't explain where this one came from. The culprit may recognise him/herself.

The Sound of Silence

The hectoring tone drones on
And demands adherence to her rule
Silence is the required response
Bullying, her self-serving tool

When will the worm turn, I ask
When will the rebellion begin
Well, not before time, says the owl
As the pussy puts on her grin

But soon, the storm will appear
And our wanton ship will start to sink
Takes only one to rock this boat
Before the crew begin to think

The gang plank is the answer
We'll make her walk away from this group
Then we'll be rid of this monster
And can enjoy our pea-green soup

We'll sing to our hearts' content
Play wistful tunes of a yesteryear
Listen to waves that surround us
And wallow in this peace so dear