My Life and Other Such Things..

Is it better to give than to receive?
Raising my voice a lot more than I should
Why do some people keep changing their minds?
I may not be as tolerant as I could

Do not want to keep doing this anymore
Wishing that I could get better and get out of this hell
Do not want to live like this and that's for sure
Hoping there is something, anything, to make me well

Nothing like the man I used to be
Why do I think that you're all laughing at me?
Not that man anymore, where is he?
Is there something about me that I don't see?

You think my situation is funny
We've watched many setting suns
Don't think I'm in it just for the money
I thought you were my loved ones

You'll get yours, and we'll get ours
The sweetest drink is after hours
Do I write all this poor attempts at poetry
Due to my ever growing insecurity