Anger
Why do you do the things you do?
You sit there and whine,
But we all know behind those eyes,
You hate us all.
Your anger seeps through your tears.
They run down your cheeks,
And hit the floor.
You want their pity,
But when the time comes,
You despise them.
You think it's okay to play.
Make them believe you like them.
Looks like you have their back,
But you fade to black,
When they need you most.
You think of no one but yourself.
You expect them to cater to you,
Give you everything you want.
But one day,
They will abandon you.
You'll be alone.
Then you'll see,
You never had anyone but yourself,
All along.
You sit there and whine,
But we all know behind those eyes,
You hate us all.
Your anger seeps through your tears.
They run down your cheeks,
And hit the floor.
You want their pity,
But when the time comes,
You despise them.
You think it's okay to play.
Make them believe you like them.
Looks like you have their back,
But you fade to black,
When they need you most.
You think of no one but yourself.
You expect them to cater to you,
Give you everything you want.
But one day,
They will abandon you.
You'll be alone.
Then you'll see,
You never had anyone but yourself,
All along.