Milk.

Dare you curse me with the word spoiled?
Like a carton of milk left in the sun for too long
Ungrateful for the light it has been bestowed upon
Losing its cool, leaving everyone fooled
For one could take a sip and spit my insides out
As they have been misunderstood
All the heat of emotions boiled within me
Absorbing what the rest have radiated
And all that's left is its sour stink
Manipulation is the least of my intentions
As I was once refrigerated
Satisfying till the last drop
Beneath what once was blissful
Rays of sunshine that gleams with the summer breeze
Sitting and waiting to be poured
In a bowl of artificial sugars
To a slobber filled dog bowl
Howling for the moon instead of you
Whom the sun does not revolve around
Yet your ego has convinced you
That you are the all mighty instead
At the slightest chance given
You would combust
And sooner or later i shall expire
Decomposing for the better
For the soils beneath me
To protect the rest from you
My insides were a dash peaceful
Contained beneath teats
For i am many things
But i was never a bundle like you
An explosion of the sour and the bitter
Hanging in the sky, amongst clouds
Though i might leave an after taste
As a refreshment
Calcium intake
Unexposed
Soon to be bacteria
And fungus
But dare i say
that you're the cause of my misery
The one who turned me spoiled
For i am contained and you roam free
It only occurs when you're around
Leaving my insides rot in your craddle
I am merely liquid trickling beneath your heat
Melting down cones of soft ice cream
As others would appreciate the beauty you project
On sandy beaches and green pastures
Without you i won't exist
The cows won't eat the grass you nurture
And i won't be poured into your nature,
which from time to time i regret.