I trust too much implicitly

Wish life’s about simplicity

Oh people and their drama 

Yes I know that needs a comma

I wish I were dead instead

I forgot to use my head 

Although I use it more than most

And I do not need to boast

Deed a title to your son

Seems that he’s the only one

And he’ll never have to struggle
Thus he’ll never have to juggle

His accountability 

For the actions that we deem

Unseemly or reproachable

The fucker isn’t coachable.