Bitter

Why am I the one
With childish dreams
And teenage hope?

Why am I the one
With innocent care
For good and sighs?

Why are you the one
Who feel ashamed about me?
It was never supposed be like this

Why am I the one
Who wants to walk you home?
I'll wait the whole world to go

Crumbling romantic
Yearning and frantic
A modern way
An institutional sway

And in this sense
This darkest night
Will different minds collide?

A hollow sound
A planned cynical complaint
My sincere confession, contrived

As I walk home alone
I pass in front of your house
To feel the warmth