you rob me of the things i have

you rob me of the things i have

and expect me to provide

too much pride

can’t let it slide

why is it so hard

for you to be nice

is it far worse to use the card to

split the line

than to let me keep mine

in front of me is not your place

fronting me every turn of the maze

waiting for my wake

you’d be amazed

i can’t be fazed

for you are a fake

when will you awake

what needs to be made

may i suggest some meds to take?

fast?

digest?

hide your face

tie your lace

please

get the fuck out of my face