i can’t sleep tonight.
i’ve been laying in my bed,
tossing and turning for hours.
don’t want to watch a movie.
don’t want to play video games.
i’m just here.
feeling low key depressed.
i can admit it.
i guess this is the part where i am supposed to call someone to fuck.
as i wish i could with someone who cares about me,
i decided to get up and write something.
i don’t know.
i don’t even know if its going to make fuckin’ sense.
i just felt this urge to write the first thought on my mind…
why are people so fuckin’ nasty?
people expect to treat you like shit and dog you out,
but then still expect you to kiss their ass and respect them in return.
like where the fuck is the logic?
they will throw rocks,
hide their hands,
and then have the nerve to cry and play victim.
god forbid you speak up for yourself…
see in the movies,
you can speak up for yourself.
someone gets checked,
the audience cheers,
you get respect,
and maybe even some ass in the end.
well that’s the movies.
you speak up for yourself nowadays and someone’s ego gets bruised.
they start gunning for you as they try to make your life a living hell.
you can sing “kumbaya” all you want,
but you can still feel the sting of someone trying to get up in ya ass.
if you don’t have the patience,
you end up knocking them the fuck out for the disrespect.
next thing you know,
you’re on worldstar looking like a damn fool.
its funny how my life changed.
last year i was up at 3am because i didn’t know how i was gonna eat.
this year i’m up because people at my job is trying to take food out my mouth.
they know i can’t slap the dog shit out em,
so they tryin’ to provoke me so i’ll quit.
i’m sure liar liar’s biggest fantasy is me walking out the door crying like a bitch.
i ain’t crazy.
unemployment will be had.
like most of the issues in my life,
i’ll get pass them.
i’ve dealt with bigger bitches before.
they all got dealt with fuckin’ around with someone like me.
god knows my heart.
im not out here being an asshole for no reason.
i’m sure these two in my department will have the same fate.
all i want is to loved and respected tho.
is that so fuckin’ hard to ask?