Tired of the BS with a thousand questions!!!



As the elements of life subside and pass by,
one can only sit back and ask the question why?
Its like each breath you take gets heavier,
steadfast in a strange land stranded and bewildered.
The vision of the future looks meek and dim,
but we must stay strong and have faith in the outcome.
People may judge and look down on your progress,
because they lack the substance to endure the process.
People will hate to bring pain,
only to bring you to there level of no self gain.
People twist the facts, say its truth and call it sass,
expressing that your ideas are wack, they will never last,
not realizing the unstable foundation of where they stand.

People lie, people cheat, people steal and kill,
all to better themselves, stating blasphemy saying, Its God's Will.
People are funny especially when u affect them,
saying whatever it takes to keep the upper hand on you.
They are quick to pin point the errors that you have without own self recognition,
telling you to change otherwise we could never be together.
They choose the jerks, the *ssh*l*s, the ones that show no love,
thinking a college educated man can't protect them, they can't whoop some *ss.
Last i recall, people come from a wide variety of places, even the hood,
making a decision early in life, saying no, i will not be another stereotype.

What dictates a real man, or a real woman,
who writes the rules to what a real man or a woman can't do.
Why have we succumbed to a way of living, where woman tolerate being disrespected,
or feeling less than a woman.
And where men become outlandish because of the heart aches of the woman.
Can there be a form of mediocrity and stability, instead of falling for the ideology of a fool,
or is it too late, making sense of ones mindset realizing there a fool because they're stuck in there ways.

Why is it so hard to find love?
Why is it so easy to find sex?
Why do women chose *ssh*l*s and call them men?
Why do the real men get the short end of the stick?
Why do women get mad when real men get tired of being played and decide to date outside there race?
Why do men play women so bad they end up hating them-self in the end?
Why do people treat each other with so much disrespect, only to be miserable in they're own self regret?
Why do people take pleasure in being an *ssh*l*, or is it the issues they've gone through that caused them to lose there mental?

These are the questions i have to ask!,
Because over the years i knew what it felt like to finish last.
I felt used and betrayed,
and now because of that i became an *ssh*l* and stuck in my ways!
There will be a day when regret may hit my face,
but i am a man who takes full responsibility for the errors i have made.
I moved back thinking i would change and be different,
but i see nation to nation its all the same issues.
I won't be fake and say hi in the streets,
I'll just walk past you, not acknowledge you, and not speak.
I'm not for the games, or the immature antics,
I'm for a stable relationship with proper communication.

That is ALL!!!!
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Submitted on May 20, 2017

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Scheme AABXXXCCDDXEX FFXGHBICXX HGXHHXJ IXXXKXXX XELJKLXXXXXH X
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 2,967
Words 572
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 13, 10, 7, 8, 12, 1

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