How much is one supposed to bare?
But do you really care?
Disrespect with no respect
Having an attitude
Where do I find solitude?
It seems, once a situation
Then continues with no conclude
I think at times, it’s some sort of a test
I am keeping it real, and it is a confess
There’s no peace nor soothe
But what is one to prove?
Emotion having no tolerance
Cup is full with no last drop
Perhaps I need to stop
There’s no more too take nor add
I just keep getting mad
I am truly fed up
So no more to bare
But I will leave it right there.