I told you I didn't like your present
Your face harden
On your face I sort of get a hint of a resent
And then it all started

Took your present, my face still dull
You looked sad?
Closed your present that was wrapped in many skulls
Maybe you were mad?

Later I explained
I didn't hate your gift, I just didnt like the fact
You knew I couldn't be surprised, and you were hoping for me to act
As if you pulled a blanket from the emotions I had stacked
Maybe by now you were enraged

I have faced many of these situations
And every single one of them
Because of this silly condition
My emotions are like a stem

Missing it's beautiful and colourful flower petals
Lacking emotions is the only thing I am entitled