He refuses to explore
His mind or any other
He relentlessly implores
-His sisters’ only brother.
He ignites in conversation
And he’s socially diverse.
He’s intent in one sensation;
There’s a God and Universe.
A natural born debater
He would gamble on his life
But he prays to his creator
For he’s lost and kids and wife.
He lives with a depression
Love has never been his fate.
But he hides in this confession
For he wants a perfect slate
He blames it on society
He blames it on the poor.
He has a certain anxiety,
He’s scared he won’t get more.
He’s not afraid of dying
But he’s scared he won’t live long.
He has a knack for lying
But he claims he’s done no wrong.
He’s love is not material
Nor verbally expressed
His state of mind is critical
He wants not to be repressed.