This world is a beehive.
Studs and dimes all over.
Mingling and propagating.
Dancing like bees in search of honey.

Mortal men searching for nectar.
Is the sweetness worth it?
If I were to be honest,
I couldn't resist a taste of you either.

I've been exercising my wings.
Dusted off a blazer and a necktie.
Haircut and a smile to complete the look.
Just to cross-pollinate with you my dear.

I must be doing something right.
When everyone tells me how perfect I am.
Then why can't any queen choose me?
I guess I'm just a worker bee.

It's never enough.
Being kind and caring.
Being funny.
Being smart.
Being there.

It's never enough.
Dressing well for you.
Being groomed for you.
Being **** for you.
Being beautiful for you.

It's never enough.
Saying all the right things.
At the right times.
Being confident and suave.
Being calm and collected.

It's never enough.
Having a good job.
Being ambitious.
Being non-materialistic.
Being an adult.

It's never enough.
Treating you with respect.
Trying to attract you.
Trying to court you.
Trying to win you.

It's never enough.
When I try my best.
Give it my all.
And you don't bat an eye.
Because you're simply not interested.

It's never enough.
When you try to be perfect.
And try to court her today.
And the other girl a month later.
And another girl a year later.

Just to be shot down.
Every.
Single.
*******.
Time.