How can I sit here and praise myself constantly when I can just criticize my shortcomings and be the man my father, grandfather, mother, grandmother, my sister, and the rest of the family want me to be? How do we not disappoint them? I'm always worried about the drop of their hearts. But what about the drop of mine? How can I question myself this much when there is so much left to achieve?

I give myself a few words
But really I just want verbs
You're the pretty one, but I look like Ferb
You heal my heart like the natural herbs
Seeing you in sadnass is what I would say perturbs
Me greatly on all accounts
He only cared about yours
He only cared about what he wanted
He never loved anything
She only cared about the gold
Because nobody had cared about her
She was so lost she thought the gold was all there was
She never love anything
I constantly tell myself we are a map that usually extends past our own lands
Discovering who we are by each outcome
He just wanted love when she wanted the money
She wanted the love when he called her honey
But he just wanted the fun physical time
He never wanted her
She thought he loved her
How the hell could he do this?
After everything she's done?
How the hell could he be left without anything?
He loved that woman and she stole his heart and his cash?
He tried to make her happy but she just played pretend
Now he resents women to no end
Only by one trend that he thinks has no end
But its in everyone
She now hates men
More often than counting to ten
She has now become isolated and aggressive
Some would say she's now progressive
She's looking for a man who will actually love her
But she's afraid because all men seem like pigs to hear
But really she just can't force herself to trust again
I can't blame you honey
And I'm sorry for her not being worth it brother
We have to be there for one another
Even when we think were not enough
All men seem like dogs but I'm the loyal portion
They're the ones looking for the meat
Others for other portions
Guys say all Girls are tramps or other derogatory names
But we just say that because we resent girls and hold them to a negative light
Or our fathers didn't treat women right
Or our mothers didn't teach the daughters to treat guys right
I could sit here all night
Trying to get the story details right
But that only works for my own.

I want her to be proud of me in this chaotic abyss.
I want my family to be proud of my decisions
I want my friends to feel at home
I want this song to start getting some new notes
Im going to review my own decisions like the worlds biggest critic.
But if the world loves me, I have to do what a man has to when he loves himself and take the time to improve on everything he's done so far.