Sometimes I sit and question
The type of spirit I have as a person
Situations of everyday life...worsens
Lord, I know you won’t put more on me than I can bear
But every other day 
I’m throwing my hands in the air
I don’t see life any other way but inequitable
Most say I’m inconceivable 
And I can handle whatever comes my way
When in actuality...I cant stand to see another day
How can I be strong,
When I can’t right this wrong?
Pessimism flying from every direction
It’s hard to keep an optimistic erection
When my inner self in gradually sinking into misery
Not yet melancholy 
But it will happen.......
Probably.