A poem 4rm The Dictator "why do u think?"

Why do u think ur so exhausted?
Why do u think ur misunderstood?
Why do u think u feel alone?
Why do u think its all good?
Why do u think things r hard&complicated?
But not a damn thing changes
I think u know so why don't u change shit?
If u need a rest or a break take that time to yourself
All ur task are complete there isn't any one else
The baby's asleep nothing but time to think
But company makes u feel complete
Now ur stressed cuz u handle all of this
And then ur frustrated and starting to get pissed
I think u just need time for you
Why do u think I operate the way I do???
Why do u think?
>Not really a poem just didn't know what else to call it... At least not yet<
Dictator Ay!