A CALL OUT

The days draw longer than its supposed to.
Speed things up Sun, you give me no choice but to hide in the darkness of the night.
The day is brighter than I dream of it to be.
Selfish are you shiny day, put a little glitter to my deep hue.
I be rude not, you seem malign.
You chose to treat me with malice.
Showing me splendour.
I want, yet you take illegally.
I dare you, I fight you.

WRITER: M'chucqles