To deal with you
I have to learn to deal with myself
to understand who I am
you must know who you are as a man
I cant tell you who you are
that’s a mystery to even you
you cant say you know me
Until you walk in my mental shoes
to thine own self be true
The Problem with ME!
The problem with me
WAS
I was to open and free.
I trusted what someone said to easily.
I gave love and affection, time and concession
to those who called THEMSELVES
What my " I love you means"
If I should utter the words my love is true
What exactly would that mean to a man like you
Who has loved one, two and three
with the vices of woman hood under lock and key
What would that mean to your maleness and masculinity?
He that has had she and her and her and she
If I uttered the words you hold my heart
What would that mean
To the damper don that you are
The Inept Pauper/Paupertte" (What happened to the dream of being Kings and Queens?)
To all the paupers puaperettes who’s personalities traits we detect
To be suspect, your under arrest
We will accept a plea
to a lesser charge if you confess
No stress
At best 2 years maybe less
We can see you
Your in plain site
Dont fight
We know you are fake
A fraud, Fraudulent
Sorry your Emmy went
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