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A time to bamboozlement

Betrayal was what I felt,
my heart broken
by a girl
I was in love with,
but also by
I once believed,
a true friend.

Females these days
Want a house
Material things
Fuck making love or sex
That's over with
when you Get married

When I come home
After a 12 hour shift
She's wants to talk
About bullshit
I scream get your self a fucking friend
I'm tired
All I really want to sleep
Fuck chatting
Cheating on my sleeping mind
More like pillow talk

Now she's pist off
I come home
Eat to sleep
Time TO bamboozled
Over the free weekend
My dick inside another vagina
Without the rubber
Sorry to my miserable wife
I guess I never love her