you have no right to sadness.

this feeling of anger that's eating me inside, you caused it.
you are the reason why, master of my suffering and creator of my demise.

my madness was called from deep within my bones, and you dialed the number.

i'm sick of you pulling the strings of me, making me into pupet and then playing the victim.

your love is supposed to be sunshine casting light on my darkness and yet in the room where i buried myself you turned off all the lights.
you blew the candles knowing i'm out of matches.
you blocked all the windows and locked all the doors leaving me to rot.

so no, you don't have no right to sadness.