Now Here’s Why I Have Mine

I may have been a spoiled brat.
I’ll never try and argue that.
Just so we know where we’re at.

I’ve always been the friendly kind.
My own damn business I would mind.
Yet still, my back, got stabbed behind.

I made a point of being nice.
Never meaning to entice.
Yet people treat me cold as ice.

I take such pride in what I do.
I try to see the whole job thru.
I helped this business as it grew.

For reasons, I do not know why.
I never seen, quite, eye to eye,
with my dad.  How hard I’d try.

The label he had pinned on me.
Holds fast today, as you can see.
Sure wish I could be set free.

People love to put me down.
Turn my smile to a frown.
Unlike no where else in town.

What the Hell’d I ever do.
I haven’t got the vaguest clue.
I know for sure my heart is true.

You’ll never know my younger days.
Twas then we went our seperate ways.
Since then my heart has been ablaze.

You never took much time for me.
No conversation openly.
You’re not aware nor did you see.

Or know me, who I really am.
Or even seem to give a damn.
It’s almost like a curse!  A scam!

There’s people that I will not mention.
Respected so, apprehension.
Ones who cause me so much tension.

I didn’t try to cause no trouble.
People still would burst me bubble.
Every time my hurt would double.

Twenty years is pretty long.
I tried, I did, to be so strong,
yet people made me out so wrong.

That is why I’m sensitive.
Why I’ve nothing left to give.
Why I chose my life to live.

A way that I can take control.
Rebuild myself!  Regain my soul.
To maybe, someday, reach my goal.

To find the joy which I’m deserving.
To finish time that I’ve been serving.
To find a job that’s less un-nerving.