Where Do We Fit...

It seems that woman need to be something... Us man...well where do we fit in... By our self...are we a stock to be looked into... Like brains...looks...working capital... How do they...look at us... After all the love is gone... You know...the crazy side of hooking up... Does this have a starting time... Are the woman under pressure... Who are we...some trophy hunters dream... The scarry thing is...what about us left overs... Where do we fit in... We're the ones who watch the others... The ones we wished we were but we're glad we're not... Don't you worry we're still in the biggest fishing hole... Waiting our turn to get caught... Just like a catch and release... We have our own brand of bait... What ever that is... We don't even know... But the woman think they do... Don't you...