Double Dutch

During the past weeks I’ve been having mental leaks,
Over situations
Can’t force anyone to eat,
I even had to question my manhood
It was too easy for me to weep,
Struggling with extreme discomfort
It’s like having sores under my feet.

Tried very hard but the willingness couldn’t meet,
And now I’m viewing it through the rear,
Where did I go wrong?
Did I actually go wrong?
Can’t seem to get an answer
Same old song
Being pushed to the curb
All night long
Lionel Ritchie,
I preferred if she danced on the ceiling
Rather than see me here
Then attempt to skip me.

Double Dutch
Jumping around the main issues,
Take a second
Can you put yourself in my shoes?
Am I over reacting?
Or simply too dumb to take cues?
It’s hard for me to sit idle while watching you lose
That ******** you claim it’s not an excuse
You are a project for abuse
Your aura is becoming loose
I hear you loud and clear
I should have known what to do.

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