Why do I bother; with stress, frustration, those who have no patience; for me, with me, or those who just try to use me, abuse me, but can't because im no tool see, I'm just me, not who you, him, her or they want me to be, my eyes are now open, so there for I see. See the truth, what's real, n who I wanna be, no I don't wanna be, like all the others I see, who can't quite see, mind just not open to the energy of positivity, to stuck in their ways; of negativity, petty, strife, n not thinking their own way, why bother with such dismay, I say what the hell, I'll think my way.....why bother....