Spoiled Brat

She says I'm a spoiled brat,
And that as***oles are just like that,
Been on my own for many years,
Shedding my share of tears,
Still I moved along every day,
Plenty of knocks along the way,
Emotions some times I can't feel,
So with others it's hard to deal,
Life to me isn't fun,
Believe I am as***ole #1,
Maybe there is to much I expect,
When true reality I now select,
Trying to do the best that I can,
That's all we can expect from any man,
Reality moves a little slow,
For someone that has always been on the go,
Through out life I have been cheated,
My trust in others has been depleted,
Now I simply walk away,
Hoping to find a better way,
Under my breath I have cussed,
As in God I look for trust,
Never knowing what's next in store,
Suffering maybe I need some more!

An Uncle Charlie Original