Some call it rage

Some call it rage
I prefer not call
But feels like a wall
Which locks a cage
Sorrounding my soul
Catching my control.

Of course I'm confused
Probably no one will get
My non-sense words yet,
Words which I've never used,
So clearly to everyone
Neither to someone.

No, I'm not ragefull
Not now, well I hope.
Not needing any dope
To arrange my schedule,
Everything is so empty
Some call it a frailty.