Bitterness.

The right you have to sulk.
Turn your head there´s rage.
It seems your outside skin,
is simply a crude cage.
Brood on those thoughts of unfairness.
Naked grievance exposes all it´s bareness.
Not a single hug or kiss.
Fire to my insides, holding this bitterness.
As they speak of sparks and falling stars.
I´m lost in the dark wondering where they are.
Back to a severly bitter memory, there´s no love.
I´m hearing laughter from every corner, I´ve had enough.