Why am I the only one who's kept their sanity?

When will they realize it's easier to wear your feelings on your sleeve?

Why keep anything bottled up inside your heart instead of being free?

Why not just let the skeletons in your closet join the party?

When did it become acceptable to jump the gun and not say sorry?

When did friends become a bothersome bundle of worry?

Who can I talk to? Who can I trust?

Will they believe me or kick me to the ground and leave me in the dust?

Who said what about who and why?

Why is it we call each other friends, then say not to pry?

Since when are my friend's problems none of my business?

When ten seconds ago, someone brought me into this mess?

Why can't everyone just forget the gossip and head to the source?

Why? Because that would be far to simple and easy of course.

What difference does it make? Who's right and who's not?

Why bother with the distinction with the few friends you've got?

We all get mad from time to time, don't you agree?

Why can't everyone just cool off for a bit and talk it out rationally?

When is it worth the drama, pain and stress?

Why are there liars who preach truth when they've only guessed?

What happened to trusting someone's track record for honesty?

If they've never lied to you before, why would they start now? Honestly?

Why don't people take a person's character into consideration?

When do I get to just enjoy my friends instead of filling friendly obligations?

Why does anyone anywhere even bother to lie to their friends?

What happened to fucking up, saying your sorry, and being forgiven?

Why is everyone so hell bent on perpetuating a fight?

Why is there always four people telling you you're wrong, and more saying you're right?

Why can't we all just get on the same fucking page?

Why don't we stop bickering and start acting our age?

When do I get to stop being a damn mediator?

Cause aren't there better things your time is reserved for?

Don't you think that it might be the same for me too?

When nine times out of ten everyone already knows what to do?

Why are people so FUCKING concerned with other people's perception?

Why do they put up a front and show a confident deception?

When is it ok to be wrong, and not be considered weak?

Why aren't there more people out there who're willing to stand up and speak?

What's happened to courage and conviction of character?

Do you really think anyone else opinion of you matters?

Who gives a damn what other people have to say?

Do you know there will always be people like that come what may?

When can we be accepted for everything that we are?

When will people stop telling others what's ok and what's gone too far?

Why can't people distinguish the difference between opinion and fact?

Why the HELL do people constantly worry about where the fuck I'm at?

Who cares who's down here with me at Bayhill?

There isn't enough room in this entire freaking parking lot for you to come down and chill?

Why do people all keep asking me about someone else's story?

Why don't you ask them yourselves, so you'll stop boring me?

Where is all of this he said she said coming from?

Doesn't everyone know that he said she said is just plain dumb?

What ever happened to being able to talk to each other?

When now everyone's judging you, so why even bother?

Where did that unconditional familial kind of love go?

Why are you considered gay if you let that love show?

So what if I just gave her a peck on the lips?

She's my sister for life, or was that something you missed?

Why would I call you my friend if you're not part of my heart?

When did this idea of love by levels of measure start?

Where are the people who consider friends family members?

When did we stop supporting our fucking friends come whatever?

And what the fuck's up with guys that go from friend to friend cause they can?

What happened to staying away from your girl's friends and being a man?

Why are females still beefing over a man who's playing them?

Why don't they realize that he's just going to go out and do it again?

Where is everyone's sense of self-respect and class?

Why is it everyone feels their word had to be the last?

Why don't people recognize fake ass people around them?

Then question the reasons why drama has found them again?

Why can't people get their priorities straightened out?

Why can't people pay their bills instead of asking others for money to go out?

What good does it do to have the biggest badest car?

When you don't have enough gas to get very far?

Why do people insist on depending on the generosity of others?

Then get pissed off because the giver shares their wealth with another?

Why do people insist on mixing friendships and business?

It never works out and when's everyone gonna get this?

Why can't everyone just open up and keep it real?

When are people gonna stop beating around the bush about how they feel?

What the fuck's up with people having to censor their opinion?

If I wanted your opinion to match mine, wouldn't I have just given you one?

And do you think any of this poem's directed towards you?

Did you see your name mentioned any where in here? Did you?

Why are people never satisfied that you're telling the truth?

If you're not gonna believe me, then you should stop asking, shouldn't you?

Why does everyone seem to always contract chronic foot in the mouth disease?

Can we all just take a moment to think before we speak please?

And why do people claim to be there for you and have your back?

Then when the shit gets hairy, they leave you alone to take the flack?

Can we all stop pretending nothing bothers us please?

Hasn't everyone had bad news that's dropped them to their knees?

Where's the love and support all people claim but only a few provide?

Why do people use others as their reason for staying alive?

Why would you ever employ that kind of emotional blackmail?

When relationships like that are predestined to fail?

Why can't everyone find that love we see on the silver screen?

Be it family, lover or anything in between?

Why is it you trust someone with a secret and they always, always tell?

Why is it you can't seem to get mad enough at them to tell them to go to hell?

What happened to friendships of yesteryear?

When everyone gathers together in love a few times a year?

Since when do we have to pick and chose who we can trust?

And subterfuge and lies seem to be a must?

Why do people always seem to hear what the want to hear?

Then forget to listen about what's really been said there?

What has happened to honesty, loyalty and trust?

Why have they all been replaced by reputations, greed, and lust?

Why do some friends seem to just use each other for what they want?

And others still only keep certain friends around to flaunt?

Why do so many friendships seem so shallow and empty?

And all the pretense seems pathetic and just plain silly?

Do you feel that this entire poem is a baseless sham?

Then maybe I should have directed it at you, but…

I don't give a DAMN!

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