American Male

American male
Get out of your jail!

You are so constrictive,
Makes you so unpredicted.

As you look for answers
In all the wrong places,
As if wanting to trade places.

Every day, you ask yourself
Why am I so torn inside?
This is not my kind of life!

It is no wonder,
Why you ponder.
Why blame everything on the other gender?

Have a heart,
Do not run away from your past.

Looking only ahead,
You will only feel more despair.

No matter how much you run,
No matter how much you despair.
There is no answer,
No one is there.

It is a real mystery of love and hate,
All of us want to proclaim.
The problem is not me!
But we all fail the test miserably.

The answer lies in you, by trading places,
Not looking for answers in new faces.
Looking only through a thin looking glass,
Refusing to let go of your troubled past. 

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