In reality, the only place things count.
What if love does not exist, then my reality check bounced.

Patience and time and just let it be.
Sounds great for everyone, but sounds like more shit to me.

I'm not made for standards someone else set.
I do what I do cause I am tired of regret.

Thanks to all the men who came and checked out.
Wasting time was all I ever cared about.

I know what people think, but I'm too...