Tired of being human

I’m tired of begging the questions,
For what am I destined?
Why does every adolescent have to re-learn the same fucking lessons?
Why does everyone claim to be running in different directions,
Yet seem to have the same destination?
Why is everyone so fucking worried about their erection?

I’m tired of everyone living the same life,
Complaining no one cares or understands,
I’m tired of everyone failing to follow through on the same fucking plans,
I’m tired of altercations being settled with hands,
Tired of being a shadow of myself,
Leaving most of who I am on a dusty shelf.

Tired of thinking about sex and love,
About having to rise above the failures of other men,
Tired of being big brother country again.

Tired of stating facts to have people dispute them,
Today I’m tired of being a human.