woes

as spoken word, i'm sure that this won't be read the way that i would actually say it. but nonetheless, i put it up, hoping somebody feels me.

woes

how you tired, but can't sleep?
sittin in bed suckin your teeth
like, "fuck, this is twice this week!"
a growing pain in your feet
cuz all day you on your toes
worried 'bout your woes
but no one knows
because you're not the type that shows-

how you just got paid and still broke?
friday night you in the bed cuz bills aint no joke
so clubs out, dates out, flicks out, meals out, malls out,
wheels out, and you can't poke-

how you workin but ain't got a job?
at the end of the day, you tired, swear that life n' livin is hard,
but when somebody ask you what you doin, where ya been
your answer is in between "nothin" and "out with a friend"
but you know you've done something!
you know you ain't "just been out!"
you know what your life's about
you know you know that you're tryin to keep from dyin or lyin
and relyin only on your skills that you've learned throughout-

how you forget what you thought you knew?
how did this life that seemed so familiar, just start to seem so new?
how your shoes don't feel the same no more?
and the road you were walkin ain't paved no more?
i don't understand.
yet in my mind i hold the hands of those that walked among the land
and grab the hem of the God that built me up into a Man.
confusion is part of the plan, in my opinion-

but knowing that don't makes my woes better.