I never really understood,
The point in being good.
They tell you to be nice,
Or you’d pay the price.

They tell you to be subtle,
Don’t cause any trouble.
You’d make life tougher,
And leave more people to suffer.

Whoever is that dude,
Just don’t be rude.
Get rid of that attitude
Then you’ll find gratitude.

They tell you to be helpful,
Or you live a life regretful.
You can reduce all the hate,
Now wouldn’t that be great?

They tell you to be caring,
Be a wonderful blessing.
Always lend an ear,
To remind them you are here.

All the poems I ever wrote,
No one came by with a boat.
When my feelings sunk deep,
I just cried myself to sleep.

I don’t understand at all,
I tried to be nice
I tried to be caring
I tried to be helpful
I tried to be subtle
I tried not to be rude
I tried to be there for people
I tried.

I don’t get what this is all about
But **** this, I’m out.