“They think they know”

They dooo…
They think
they doooo…

You don’t listen
You compare.
You brush me off
Like you don’t care.
Clarify this shit…
As My diagnosis
rolls up off anothers
Tongues…

like
Water off a leaf
That’s weak…

Let me make it
Clear to those
Who won’t and
Don’t understand
That the issue
Can’t be compared
To you self
Diagnosis of me
Or yourself.

Boxed in a
A box in corner…
Small walls
I can’t peak over
Them.
With out…
I dare you to
speak… Making
Me more lonely…

“OH just do some breathing techniques and exercise. “

Ok that’s fine!
but It only
Last for a little
while!
You wonder why!
I Don’t smile!
I just
Need a stronger
Dose im on
Enough meds
To take a bull
Down!

Make me bitter
At all repetitive
remarks!

You!
Don’t!
Know!
Me!

Let me tell you
How it feels to
Be me!

Relationships/can’t
Going out in public/won’t
Being surrounded by
new people your
Friend knows/ I don’t think so…

I can socialize
to an extent.
If I say something
Out of order…..
To the huddle…
You may or may
Not hear me
keep apologizing……..

So my isolated
My inner and outer
Being…….

These issues with
in me.

Can only be exposed
If you know me….
Or sometimes not
I just feel…
Real tire…
So good night…

O ya…
I forgot…

Most times group
With a bunch of
Me’s and yous can…
Maybe even a hand
Full can understand me…

Only!

My mind
Is…

Mostly out of
Order………

I never asked for
A pity party ………

Sugar, spice and the bullshit I got away from!

An associate of mind asked me a question this afternoon.

When I went to handle some business with her brother.

She said…

“I don’t understand why you still single!?”

“You don’t even have kids?”

“You the most realist NxxxA I know!”

I just shrugged my shoulders and said…

“Because I’m no one’s type…”

Then I left out…

So let me explain…

 

 

 

Real…

Not fake or faking…

If I have a problem with an issue…

I say It…

 

Most women I no…

Are full of hatred…

I understand why…

When you know you got a real guy…

For granted you take him…

 

I’m surrounded by negativity…

Women that want better…

Then leave with a abusive man…

Who got money…

 

She wants to do everything herself…

Every once in a while…

We always need somebody’s help…

If you say something…

Something that’s protecting her…

Something from the heart that’s real…

 

They get defensive…

When shit hits the fan though…

Who you go and get…

Damn…

 

I’m a man that knows…

Not a man that hoes…

Very keen on thing’s…

Private always…

Never exposing…

 

We need each other…

You want respect…

Then you go out all night…

Leaving your kids with your mother…

When you get fucked up and drunk…

 

I’m the one that’s there to help you out…

When I need you for one second…

You get mad and spaz out…

I ain’t got no time for that…

 

Like that old lady in front that house….

You always accusing me of cheating…

I’m just quiet and to myself…

I come home every night…

 

And you still got something slick to say out ya mouth…

Not knowing we need each other…

This ain’t a one sided lover…

I love sides of you that no man ever…

 

Still…

I’m the one that’s all these bad words you told…

What your friends don’t no though…

God always does…

 

So I’ll stay single with out kids…

Then to be fucked over…

Unloved….