What a day

Perhaps a miserable day
Does it stop?
Do you listen?
Do you know how?
Are you drowning in your own words?
Can you see my longing for non-specific women?
You seem to be full of advice
You've never heard my problem
Really you've only assumed my problems
I do not need help
I have never needed
If you think that I have
Or that I can
You do not know me
I can take your aimless advice
Your currency is a burden.
Do you hear you own thoughts?  
Can you think for yourself?
Do you feel?
Are you empty?
So shallow
Such an attempt to feel
Does she feel to extreme ?
Does his mind seem dull?  
Why dont you hear yourself?
You preach changing for betterment
Retaliate to your own attacks
Accept yourself for who you are