battered, bruised broken distraught, anguished disillusioned grabbing onto something that just isn't there don't you know that? can't you stop yourself? give up please save whatever pride you have left and move on to greener pastures brighter days well lit bar rooms anything but what you're doing quit imploring to be noticed crying... ...that's for babies ball up man up and go get yourself a real woman for christ's sake!
not intended for any one individual just something that's been brewing in me waiting for my fingers to set it free