Poetry: What Makes me Angry? 2

This is the second draft of my poem. I'm sure I'll change the title at some point, but hey.

The main changes here: I'm trying to organise it into something resembling poetry. I've gone with a simple list form, but I still want to keep some of the visually different structure...

I hate:

When people don't listen.
"Nice weather today."
"How are you?" Not a thing.
"Nice weekend?" Bugger all.

Or worse, when they ask

you to say it again,

But they STILL don't listen!

Man, people are pain.

I Hate:

All those party people
Who wanna get drunk
"Come out, have fun!" Thanks
But I'll be in my bunk.

My paranoia

Keeps me at home

Watching my movies

And playing my games.

I HATE:

People leaving things out

Like the bread or the milk

Or worse, a cuppa

On the side, by the sink.

My brothers leave toys

All over the floor

They SCREAM and they SHOUT

And they always want more!

I HATE:

Youtube songs 

With lyrics that scroll

Made in movie maker

It's really too dull!

And I hate that I couldn't say this to you
If I met you on the street
And I hate that you'll pass everybody by
Without even trying to speak

To someone like me, with words but no voice
you and your bubble seem so very weak.

(And I hate writing poetry...)