You see, or maybe you don't

 
How many more times will I have to
extinguish the smoldering remains of what I believed was love?
Why do I always
feel as if karma really is a bitch?

You know,
I've heard of a time period
In which women were
raised in such a respectable manner.
Where has it gone?

You see,
I treat women well
and with respect
as I believe that even some of the most
wicked have managed to achieve.

You see,
the idea once was
that women would search
for a man,
and a man for a woman;
rest assured that they would
live happily,
loyally...

You see,
Loyalty is the flavor
missing from the love
that I crave
and a woman just can't seem
to stay with a man.

You see,
they tend to leave
the ones worth staying with
for the ones who have "swag".
What the fuck is swag
and why does it enjoy
it's daily consumption
of my self confidence?

You see,
or maybe you don't,
but what I see
Is the sad and sorry future
of myself and the world.
And maybe. . .
Maybe that is all that matters.