Tired of the fakers
Wanna be shakers
Distraction makers
Professional takers
Copy all they can
For their lack there of
Nothing to show
Just empty gloves
Tired of the users
Woman abusers
Constant confusers
Petty lost losers
Tired of the women
Dragging down men
Making them think
That they're the wo-man
Tired of weakness
Of life and its bleakness
When people don't stand
Or give a helping hand
Not tired of candle stick makers
We all need the light
At least they create
Help it shine bright
There's some in the world
Who still have a soul
Standing for God
Make it their goal
Those who do not
And do not care
Might act like they do
Haunt with their stares
What an exhausting place
This planet called earth
Where there's only two genders
Only women give birth
Where there's a mix of colors
And opinions galore
Yet how many are knocking
On God's open door?
I'm tired, it seems
On God i must lean
He is here to be seen
If the heart becomes clean
Then never forget
And never neglect
Your God given right
To fight for this life 🧡🙏🏽