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 bullshit 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.