I’m angry with you,
no with myself.
I’ve always been the problem,
at least that’s what I told myself.

I’m angry with the world,
it’s never given you the stars you deserve.
I’d fight the God’s to make your life better,
but what can make it better when you’re filled with so much hate.

I’m angry with you,
you left me.
I know you’re not to blame,
but things will never be the same.

I’m angry with the world,
it tore you to pieces and handed back a puzzle.
I’ve been searching for you in everyone I meet,
to put back all your pieces and make you whole again.

I’m angry with you,
for never teaching me how to talk to you.
I’ve longed for your touch,
but I can’t get too close without getting shocked.

I’m angry with the world,
for never giving you your throne.
I’d start a revolution for you,
just to see you happy once again.