Bitter

I'm not exactly sure what stirred on this one. Wait, yes I am. I was in the shower, thinking about the day I had just completed. (For all of you that don't know, I shower at midnight because I can't shower before that...reasons are long and complicated, just take my word for it.) Well, during my reflection of the day I was thinking about a few of the staff members that I knew from last year. I did not like them one bit last year, and this year they seemed to have been turning around, trying to act nice and buddy up with me. I decided that it was going to take a lot to turn my resent towards them into friendship...

Bitter

Left out in the Cold,
Still young and feeling old
This taste makes me unwanted.
You have a Life and always flaunt it
Then We’re thrown upon the Fire
and, Wow! How the Flames Shoot Higher
and Yet Your blackened corpse still
tastes better then I Ever Will
even if I’m pulled off Quicker
and eaten with a lot of liquor
I’ll Never touch the GRANDNESS of Your Life.
Yet here I stand, knife in hand,
Ready to End Our Strife