Ups and downs more lows than highs
An ex moving on not the same anymore
Just a fling doesn't mean anything
A friendship over due to betrayal
The world such a blur hard to process
Comprehend felt one way seeing differently
Dreams on hold growing old over time
Working a job that has an opening not hiring
Filled the void irritated so annoyed the lies
False hope with broken promises
Focused on the work not the drama

The first year without him so much change
Things use to be in check now an imposition
Some people just work and live life
While others passively mistreat others
Because others don't follow their rules
Not a follower being a trail blazer
Challenging all these made up rules
Refusing to apply give in use to rejection
Sometimes you're love other times excluded
Some how the script gets flip
Not in your favor but the blame
Focused on things matter the work speaks
Seen as a threat for know things
Doing the basic seen as an over achieve
Just trying and putting forth effort

Always putting up with their nonsense
Called them on the bs they got defensive
Chameleon kid the one who spoke up
In the background seeing all the drama
Silent mouth came at him with a tone
Minding his own they try to impose their will
He's working hard knows what's going on
Two faced people fake to one another
He told the truth said it to their face
Now they mad for being exposed
Told to never let himself to anyone
When they are doing worse
Expecting you to turn a blind eye
Mad because they got caught up
Doing what's right help others
Do a good deed trying to be a better person
Others provoking starting fights

He was old school this new way of life didn't make sense or sound right hard to trust others moral compass. He was blamed for her lies and deceit while he remained loyal to the wrong person.
Once he moved on; she came back place a mind bomb. He started over and date someone else, she got territorial. She didn't want him but didn't want anyone else to have him.

He told her, he'd take her to dinner; once he got hired on full time. He was a part timer, who worked like a full timer. They were good friends but his plans would be ruined. She had a bf he respected those boundaries.
The job wasn't hard but they didn't provide a full-time position. He applied else where trying to find what he wants what he was looking for.

I get sometimes people stress out but never help their situation. I don't have kids but id put them first over drinking. People don't mind helping but some take advantage. More excuses and lies tired of hearing them. A child asking for her daddy and not sure how to answer.
He got off work but not home or back yet. More lies and broken promises most fed up, and don't want to do it anymore. Always forgiving but never willing to change for anyone. Chosing to smoke and not able to function without a drink. Eventually everyone turns away; keeps a distance hard to trust not bothering anymore. Respect is lost and gone in the process.
Stealing from family more lies, forgiven but still holding a grudge against others. Expecting others to change but set in the same bad habits.

Hard to sleep thinking about the future
Part of a hard working team
Hoping it doesn't get cancelled
Found confidence in the pad work
Glad someone trusted and believed in you
Set aside on the sidelines due to injury
Always looking in thinking about it
Loved the sport gave it everything
Even when he came up short a new role
Opportunity presented itself applied for it
He made those moves needed change
Hoping it wasn't false promise
Trying to finish strong after so many detours
The journey with the roadblocks
Trying to go through come out unscathed
Bounce back after taking a few bumps

The world was dark; where crazy is the new normal. These two heroes, best friends that always talking smack, ribbing on one another. One was the muscle and the other was the mouth. They were hustlers that took on weird jobs to survive. Bounty hunters who's went on missions across the galaxy. They had a bad rep things went wrong able to collect the reward for the criminals.

He was tired of everyone coming at him. once he stood up his ground they played the victim. He was never considered unless they needed or wanted something from him. He was always excluded on the outside looking in.
They made up rules to keep him out use to being excluded. He didn't care for these made up rules that weren't in his favor. He was thankful for what he had; while they had it all still talking about everyone. No one owes them anything.
Let people live their life, owning a house doesn't give you the right to treat others bad look down on them. He worked for his helped family not expecting anything in return.
He didn't care to answer deal with those people. He wasn't perfect no way near it and the last person that should be talking about anyone. It angered him, he walked away but they kept provoking him robbing him of his peace.

He couldn't speak because everyone would gang up against him. He told the truth and they threw his past on his face. Trying to twist it so he's the bad one, while they are doing way worse.
He stayed away didn't seek or need their approval. It bothered them, he was his own person. he didn't need to go through them to achieve his goals. He found a way an escape

He kept quiet because anything he said would be twisted and used against him. He had respect while they dissed him behind his back. He told them straight up and they said nothing speechless because they didn't expect him to take a stance.
He wasn't afraid to be alone and eventually his opposers would turn on one another because the truth comes out in the fortress of lies.
Everyone with their own hidden agendas he was genuine and didn't bother with anyone's drama the insanity they caused trying to make everyone miserable like them.

He told the truth why was it talking smack. Keeping to himself doing ehat was right. The internal struggle being prejudged no one knew him. All these assumptions feeling attacked made out to be the bad guy. That person that wants to argue and fight. He wrote while they come at him. Expecting him to over react make a fuss.
Being disrespected called ignorant because he didn't feed into it. Be someone else he wanted out they made him feel bad. Throw up the stomach acid eating him up. He didn't do anything wrong took the criticism but was over it. He had the words thank you peace out in mind and kept a distance.
Over all these false narrative was not able to speak or have a voice. That's why he wrote he got his feelings hurt and felt gutted like a fish.

Hard to have a conversation when the person wont let you speak. Their false narrative projected on you. You can explain how you feel when its being dismissed. He walked away in the end it doesn't matter more problems than Solutions. The frustration causing anxiety and he wasn't sure how to act or how to feel after being told off. He didn't explain himself and things kept getting worse. He wanted out of this nightmare ripped open feel in vulnerable. He do who he's suppose to be or made them out to be.
No thank you not interested he learned to say because it got to him. Its not fun anymore he made a stance. They come at him easy to take down a person, who's not looking for trouble. If he went for it they would ignore him in the end his time would be wasted.

Watched highlights and missed it
Went to see his nephew play
The mindset came back he missed coaching
On the field thinking about things
Resting his body ready to explode
On the mats was his escape
Cautious because of his strength
Trying not to hurt others
Forgetting his troubles unwinding
Focused on technique coordination
Rumors spread he was hurt
The gym owner asked he was insulted
Annoyed how work conflicted with training
Had to work he was born poor
Taking on struggle trying to grow
Everything he had was earned not given

Part of him felt dead and showed because he valued and respected them while they told him he wasn't worth it laughed at him treated him like a child belittled his feelings and emotions. He loved them so he took it called him ignorant because he had an opinion. He cut the cord and stayed away because that's, how they felt he respected it and moved onto.
He took the blame he lived with the labels other placed on him as he focused else where. He couldn't voice his opinion so he wrote. He couldn't be that person anymore stop projecting All this nonsense he chose not to give in. They played their mind games.

Sam was trying to calm his nerves. His heart raced so much frustration Sam could feel the depression moving. He was usually upbeat and collected. He felt like he lost it and losing it. Being called ignorant for having an opinion called sensitive for showing emotions. Sam went in his room opened his notebook and let it all out. They expected him to explain when everything was already said.
He wasn't the same anymore over time he made changes took steps back and sacrifice they dk or care unless he lived up to these made up rules over the double standards lots of lies and false promise sent in his direction.

He felt stuck trapped in his own body. Hard to make moves; can't say or do anything because it's made out to be a bad thing. His life wasn't bad but crossing paths with others they attacked his flaws made him feel worthless. Arguing they play the victim he took their criticism said be better. He prayed for them and walked away. Ready to start a new chapter. Negativity didn't help the cause he chose to be positive as those crucial words tormented his being.

People make mistakes learn from it and move on.
Some think because they control the narrative they are right
Trying to make you look and feel stupid
Giving their opinion no one asked matters
That's what they think and said
Too bad no one feels that way
He worried about this but realized it doesn't matter
He would never be one of them or seen as an equal
He didn't have to explain himself walked away tired of fighting and arguing
He wrote to clear his mind
Now his words are being use against him

He wanted to break this cycle not holding on to the toxic. He didn't always have an opinion or have to say anything. He minded his mouth and kept to himself. Why be around if he couldn't be himself. It wasn't fun or worth it anymore. Not like them better off alone hard to love him when they are trying to tell him who to be and how to act.
He walked away wanting to say something but he'd be ignored so he's not bothering anymore. He wasn't feeding an ego or wasting his time. The world wasn't all unicorns and rainbows. The cord was cut he was free from their judgement and criticism. It hurt but he knew it was the best thing. His days where long and focused on work and writing to make it through. He had a love hate with things but got more hate than love. He blocked out the bad he felt numb because of all the hurt and torment

He remained positive lost in his work
Writing to clear his heart and soul
Music to help him cope feel
When he was going numb
Good vibes over bad praying for better
Staying positive always looking at both sides
Laughing through the tough time
He worked went the extra mile
Took control at work making it better
Put in a position of trust in charge of things

Trying to find love with all the wrong people
Between the lines a response to the lies
Ignorance is a bliss trying to get it twisted
The projecting not holding any truth
Chew out comments are ruthless
A silent mouth not reacting or responding
Writing to drop the burdens
Not being weighed down an escape route
Being baited into the trap free from the past
***** it he was out even though there was more criticism.
He had changed so they would leave him alone
Now they are on him again it was right
He stopped drinking and moving forward
He didn't want to argue
Everything becomes an obstacle
When it could've been a simple yes or no
He didn't tear people down
But he got an ear full didn't take it to heart
He was growing not how others want
But there was progress

He was exhausted from all the verbal abuse. His anxiety eating him from the inside out
Made his blood boil but knew it was a lie
All these false narratives he knew his worth
So many made him feel worthless
Use to speak his mind but no one listens
The feeling of invisible was normal
He couldn't express himself being dismissed
He didn't feel that way all this projection
His opinion made out to be nothing
Why argue and bother moving onto new

He wanted to be able to write without his frustrations. It took him back to a place he hated mentally he wasn't there anymore. Not empowering the people that criticize him or wasting his time trying to prove himself. He's never going to be accepted get their approval.
Writing was his escape his outlet closure and peace came out of it. People got in his head but it was his life and he was the one doing it. No matter what it was on him in the end.
Write poems about things he loved
Share without it being warped and twisted
Sit in a room without being judged
Without feeling like he did something wrong
Be himself without being told off for caring
Once he stopped caring it bugged him
Knew it was time to move on
Prayed because he ******* up
Made a mess walked into the insanity
Didn't go where he felt uncomfortable
Never again he told himself been here before
Didn't like. the outcome was the same
Now it's worse being provoked
Made it unsafe chose to be silent
Close himself off  didn't feel the same
The thought process the emotions stirred up
Once it settled down he felt better
Stayed calm collected after being frazzled
Its going to be alright, it's going to be okay
Not always sure but knew things would get better.

Defused the bomb within ready to explode
No one gets hurt just self destruction
Malfunctions the right was wrong the wrong was right no justification
Putting it to rest letting it blow away in the wind fade in the sunlight
Not going back to the darkness empowering those causing pain
Out work the lazy gain extra integrity
The voice in the mind goes silent
Feeling revived onto to a new chapter of life
Cant keep doing the same thing anymore
All the insanity not letting it **** the soul
Triggered minds ready to attach a clear heart
Protect the heart that beats in the cage
Not into the fit of rage turning the page
The extra defense a guilty conscience
Not a favorite or liked e
Everything works out will be alright
Dealing with others emotions struggling with his own
Not sure how to act not going back
The resistance causing friction

In his mind that moment he seen it
But knew what needed to be done
He loved the sport wanted to add
His influence be part of it of it
The training to make it to the next level
Taking time making them steps
Going through the motions
Slowing it down being smart
Taking calm trying not to over react
Laying on his back trying to see it
Imagine himself doing it with finesse
Doing it right staying focused on the game

He was done arguing another up hill battle
Walking away so many issues with ppl
Being told how to act
Made out to be someone he wasn't
He would roll with it before
Now he shuts it down not welcoming
Many rumors spread the truth came out
Fighting to be heard deciding not to say anything
And okay with being ignore not the right crowd
Use to being excluded more time to write
Giving too much credit while being deducted
Asked to have an opinion told how to think
It doesn't work like that
It's okay to have a different point of view
Just because it's different different doesn't make it weak
Try to understand before unleashing the vicious wrath of hatred
Better to not say anything or get involved

He didn't have it in him to argue anymore
Tired of the path of destruction
Opening his mouth caused
But didn't want others to punk him out
He decided to do his own thing
Stuff that made him laugh and smile
Didn't need much to be happy
Accepted being alone use to his company
Tried to make it right now its worse
Left it alone in the end it was thrown on him
Thought about the consequences
Those actions he apologized but it kept happening
Wanted to be forgiven but treated different
Decided to find a new crowd where he was accepted

Everyone is going through something
Some understand while others assume
Called ignorant for having an opinion
Sensitive for showing emotions
Called entitled and dismissed
Those comments stood out
Took the criticism somethings made sense
Others he questioned where it came from
A tough time and transition not taking things personal
Forgiving and moving on this isn't the first or the last time
Shouldn't be surprised all the attacks are personal
But those assumptions are the truth
Don't let toxic words influence your behavior
He liked being alone when in a mood
Didn't keep anyone out of their personal space
Some mean well others have their own evil intention
Confrontation is not worth it someone end up mad or offended
They'll hurt your feelings or hurt them
Because theirs more to the story
That ones not aware of multiple factors
That could explain or be an excuse for justification

Already stressing pursuing goals
Hope something works out for the future
Making the most if things over time
Trying to change not argue just focus
Can't be going backwards already feel stuck
Use to seek approval not always the way
Sometimes karma comes back as a wake up
Working harder distracted by work
Eventually asking what else is out there
Listening to the wrong people
Chose an alternative instead of pursuing
Thankful it helped but not better
Looking out for others meant well
Others acting crazy raising hell
Mind is everywhere praying it all comes together
Opened up it was a mistake
Told the truth then told how to act
How to feel doesn't settle well
Dealing with people is hard
Clueless when it comes to family
One day you feel like everything is well
Other times confused asking *** just happen
On the inside on the side lines
Or the outside asking this is no surprise
Thinking how much you have to give up and sacrifice to be accepted again
Saying sorry is never good enough
This will be held against you on the hold for a later moment.

Writing about it trying to forget all hyped up
Processing the insanity no matter was done
Things would be said or cause controversy
Some kind of commotion with backlash
Not talking about anyone just the interaction
The frustration from caring to much
Causing anger for not caring enough
Not easily provoked or talking anymore
Hard to speak when an opinion
Triggering others feeling like a target
Told be your own person its never enough
Not trying to be labeled or boxed in
The rebel who doesn't follow to be treated different or fall into place
Choosing to have his own identity not be lost in the crowd
One mistake and he felt pushed out and learned to be okay with it

He learned quick he's not everyone's favorite person or going to be liked. He got more heat for having an opinion but it ate him up to be silent turn a blind eye. He failed and made mistakes but didn't like others holding guilt over his head. It already burdened him from the inside out.
He knew saying something would get worse but acted out of frustration. Took time to process and cope with things. Somethings he would work on others he disagreed. He didn't care to open up if he didn't trust a person. Everything was made personal felt like an attack for speaking but didn't care to be superior wanting to be an equal but learned he didn't have a place so he was more open mind to change

He entered the bus a 12 hour ride to a new life and location. Every mile close to a new life while the old is forgotten. Leaving the past for the future old friends made their decisions while he pursued his.  Everyone has their story he was pursuing a new life.
Sometimes things come natural while other times it's a struggle an argument to be heard
To be understood wondering why or what was next? After a while it hit a wall and hard. He thought about his new and the old lots of change. Being able to adjust and adapt to the situation. He was glad for change while somethings never changed remained the same.

They expected too much it was never enough
Just wanted to be himself never approved
But made him out to be someone else
He loved to joke things got personal
Had an opinion got ignored reserved himself
Easier to be silent than cause a ruckus
Stayed out told not doing enough
Provoked not giving trying to be at his best
Learned to mind his mouth and business
Being hyped up was all new
He use to everyone bad mouthed
All he wanted was to be hired full time
Always giving his all with out doubt
Focused on the work trying to make it better
Easier for himself if others benefit a bonus
Not a fan of brown nosing maximum effort
He wanted it working for it behind the scenes
No one took a risk gave him a chance

His plan was to get hired since the job helps pay for school. He's been one to pick up the slack his hopes up past due. Wondering if it would ever happen, walking away from certain people he felt shame, didn't want to let others down. Trying to take on too much its never enough or he lightens up on his effort feeling cheated. He thought he knew things got blurred had no clue.
Trying to rest mind racing mentally the body tired trying to get back in this routine. He asked and wondered what he should be doing tired frustrated running out of moves. Feeling out of places to go burnt out feeling excluded left out a team player with no team.

He had his person, so he can talk to bounce ideas off. Sometimes he'd listen other times. In his head he thought it was a brilliant but he was wrong lots of twists and turns failed outcomes. Things never went according to plan another outcome that was unexpected. He felt broken and took himself apart and reconstructed himself so he could be better. Told who to be and how to act didn't make sense. He knew his story, knew what he was pursuing. Disappeared so it would just fade away.
He tried to communicate things got worse. No one would come to terms always open to others while they denied and rejected his being. He'd think way too much and write about. He never wrote about people but the situation. How it made him feel coping is hard told not to show any emotions and move on.
Having an opinion made out to be crazy for sharing another way of how things could be done. Some expect him to change but its never good enough. He had enough to deny himself was the worse feeling ever. He didn't know how to act or what to say. Why bother hoping to find a place to feel accepted and belong. Letting go was easier than holding on.

He started to draw he always wanted to make a comic but shading was complicated. He could see it in his head not able to put it on the page. While writing he could explain it talking about it made the feelings come into existence sometimes it mattered other times it was passing.
He stayed single because his difficult relationships made him be and act like someone else he said never again. All he wanted was to be loved and accepted while being torn apart for tough love. He made it easy for his partner while she made it hard for him to be comfy in his own skin. He was never materialistic he believe it was about how you treated people even if they wronged him and did him *****.
People would come and go like the seasons he didn't fight for them since they wanted out who was he to come between their happiness. His chapter was over thankful for the memories and good times during those dark periods.

Back on this writing project, trying to believe in it. Get lost in the story creating character some are too much finding the chemistry. Building up in the mind hyping things up. Slow down figuring it out over time.
Tired of them dulling his shine
Someone was always mad or offended
Tired of walking egg shells
All they did was talk about everyone
They were no better or worse off
He minded his business that's on them
Held them responsible for those actions
If a made a mistake being extra cautious. Never hear the end of it

A group of rejects who came together for the greater good. The black sheep composed hard to go back all ******* up. There's no going back, already failed once. Already know the outcome been there before. Feeling captured, by others false perceptions.
Those mistakes he's trying to forget while they are held over his head trying to manipulate and control him. He was frustrated with them all these double standards. He walked away this wont go away.
The change was hard because they kept bring up the past. He was never forgiven or accepted he learned to be okay with it since he wasn't hurting anyone. He didn't want to spread it so he let it die within himself.

He put in work back and forth with the gloves going through the motions. His memory was sharp. He felt free from all those things that burdened him. The people who didn't believe, or think highly of him.
Clearing his mind doing it for himself. Even if he failed, he had to prove it his worth. Prove them wrong shut them up. He knew his abilities was tired of the extra pressure tired of being set up to fail. He gave his all even if it's not enough. They'll call him sensitive because he cared. They'll make him out to be entitled because he had a different perspective.
He questioned things and everyone was mad because he didn't follow or mind his mouth since he didn't agree. He wouldn't turn a blind eye the truth was told now everyone is mad holding a grudge. He didn't want trouble but they came at him when all he wanted was to be fair. He felts wiped out and pushed it did hurt but he learned to be okay with it.

Sometimes he filled the void and took on all the burdens. He thought it would lead to opportunity, so many detours roadblocks.
Left with doubt emotions are shot not sure how to feel. Cared too much it was never enough.
Once he stopped caring it was hard for him to show any interest or emotions. He wasn't about that life anymore. They robbed him of it then tried to give it back. The life he wanted he couldn't have. He was tired of the compromise settling for the alternatives. Made the most of it didn't care to fit in, or belong.
Got deep in thought lost in the transition over the years.

On the outside looking in feeling like everything is diluted. someone are real others are lost in their own world. In the mind their safe place. Use to be an open book now selective about who gets to read. Now always interesting, willing to learn dk the answers. Always open to help the stress of not doing enough struggling to get by.
Wanted it more than most it was short lived.
He didn't get his hopes up made the most of things. Adapted and adjusted to the situation.

Focused on the prize social life fading away
Use to go out not fun or the same anymore
Always following rules most kept him out
Being pulled in many directions any but back
The guilt clouded his mind staying strong
Heavy burdens crushing the caring heart
Beating strong for them never selfish
Still moving forward with the pain
Can't do it the same not that person
Old emotions and thoughts have risen
Can't be that person live that way anymore
Out grew this the past labels don't fit
Overtime lost meaning not in that place
Those old ways not going back there

He woke up sore and sunburned trying to redeem what was lost. The standards were high and now they are gone, let go a new lead no control. Picking up all the slack dealing with a two face another case of getting caught up.
Questioning where to go and does it matter. Making a difference at what cost so much on the line redefined. Trying to move up at the bottom working to belong this doesn't feel right so much has gone wrong. Trying to make it right minding this mouth it will cause drama.
Don't care to make things worse trying to do what's right. Giving everything earning that pay. Roughing it out being strong building character a yeah player being played holding a large load ready to move on let it go being pulled ripped apart in different directions.

Use to be a lead learning to be part of the team use to being solo. Showing up isn't enough being reliable and dependable no life outside of that more rules to follow being lead to another location. Adapting to the ways and adjusting to new people trying to keep it flowing mindset growing and changing.

He embraced silence tired of being told how to think. Not easy to open up since its not safe to open up. He wrote so he wouldn't be lost in his thoughts. After analyzing the situation up and down; all around till it lost meaning. Did it mean anything, did it matter?
He worked hard to stand out while some did nothing making him out to be a threat because he actually cared showed interest. All he did was make it easy for himself if others benefited it was a bonus.
Burned out from the sun lots of yard work. Not a lead but leading by example. He worked trying to get in while those **** up given the opportunity.
He was a harder worker busting his never kissing up. He believed his hard work stood on his own. He didn't complain or bicker just trying to leave his print make a difference

He watched films, and wanted to create his own the characters, unique people he wanted to be like. He like to write dialog, say things he wish he said In the moment. He didn't like people talking about him so he did what was important. He learned fast that others will have something to say, regardless what is said or done.
Writing caused him drama; how did so much bad end up with what he loved. His thoughts being used against him trying to debate the topic but its a passing idea or thought always open to grow. His mind wanted others try to find ways to flip it against him all he wanted was to express himself.
Not talking about anyone but how the situation made him feel and asking how did it end up this far after a while it didn't bother or get to him anymore.

He felt misplaced working to fit in and belong to be kept out. Tired of being ignored denied he stood tall walking alone. He was called a rebel focused on his work his life time projects. He wanted to help but couldn't get involve but did listen to understand. Learned listen but most observant. A mouth full of tangents tell one story while deceitful actions with alternative motive.
He crossed paths hoping not to bump heads due to conflict of interest. His opinion always became a problem questioning failing authority figures

He observed tried to understand but didn't get why others acted, or did the things they do. Some people can look you in the eyes and lie to you. Others have bright ideas trying to dump their work on you. Take all the credit dumping on the workers; who made them look good.
He dealt with self centered entitled ******; no matter, what happen it always became about them. If you didn't make it about them they don't care or give a **** about you. He protected them and loved them but didn't agree with their behavior and attitude.
He stood his ground after years of having their back. They didn't like him for having an opinion or speaking his mind. They'd throw him under to hide the fact they are doing worse.
He took a step back and walked away. He didn't care to be judged but that's their way of trying to be controlling.

They made his dreams forbidden making him want it more. Being set on the back burner doing things behind the scenes working ******* the down low. He had a moment talking to his brother a moment to reflect the outcome of a series of events that occured over the years. His mind raced for answers the moment had passed him by all that he can do was ponder how things could've been done differently.
He didn't want to make it about him so he decided to mind his mouth, fade out of the picture. He stopped showing up. Let them win because he knew the conflict was not going to ever be resolved, so much favoritism. All he wanted was to learn and grow not feed egos clash with imposers that ruined his efforts to feed their starving machismo.

The power hungry egotistical couple expected and demanded of others. Some had less but happy; while having it all wasn't enough. He was single no kids made the most of things thankful made the most of everything. He was use to the number opposing him since he had freedoms but kept it simple. Any move or comment bothered them because he didn't want to take an ear full or let their labels keep him down.
He was working for his everyday not seen as the best but working hard giving his best. The merit on hid shoulder got him more hate. He learned to just do not talk or be scared he learned by doing. Took constructive criticism well and worked to earn his spot. Even if the deck was rigged not in his favor he work to win them over he never made it personal but took what was suppose to be done serious.