Queing a lil more of the Bullshit

Bullshit, was seethin' after continuously
having had his business thrown freely around.
So for now he had enough, and  was finally
displaying  some signs of depise.

What he found odd,  was the positive effect
Substance had on him, when he loosely spread
chaos that caused alot of fallout when he 'bullshitted'  
his way out of many a hairy situation.

Of course,   so many times, HE was the situation.
Spreading  his bullshit  then tossin' it around like a
bad habit. Yet, Substance happened upon his path
on the  way  towards an even more egregiously
dark  road.  

Though his influence was futile, and it  seemed pointless,
he was really  lost in it. Bullshit had to face the fact
eventually, that everyone automatically just assumed
he was running his bullshitting game, because he  was
always so full of shit. Now no one seemed to care after
having known their own personal trips thru his bull.

So then as things began  spinning past what one feels
was manageable, this became a somber moment,
that spoke to his conscious... whispering, "this bullshit
really needs to come to an end...