You are the color of emptiness and anger
You are not the sunshine; you are stormy weather
I ask "when will you love me?" and you say never
this isn't about knowledge, it is about power
instead of boosting me up you only brought me lower
I gave you my all, you took everything I had to offer
They always say "you must respect your Elder!"
but you have not changed me for the better
and yet you are nothing if not my tether