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Whats Your Problem With Me

You all have to excuse me a minute, for I have to vent Due to the fact of someone's ugly little comments Asking me how I get all this time to write! shouldn’t I be at work? Well unfortunately a few years back, I got seriously hurt Sure I would love to have something to do, or somewhere to go everyday But I’m somewhat how you put it, disabled as they say And I don’t see where it’s your business that I must justify myself How is it what I do affect you or anyone else So what you think I should be doing something for a man of my age If it bothers you that bad then why are you on my page Trust me in my life this is not where I would rather be Life dealt me this fate of disability So why again is my life cause harm to you My house is paid for my land and cars are too My wife works full time and goes to school My kids are full grown and doing whatever it is that they do So tell me again why is my life such a problem to you I see you read what I write almost everyday And always have some very ugly things to say For your information I write because this is what I choose to do As a matter of fact I’ve written a book or two Now if I have written anything in the pass to bother you at all Then why is ti everyday you keep clicking on my wall So what if what I write hit home , I think you still read because you be needing it cause for some reason you keep clicking on and you keep reading it

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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