Double Dutch  

I can only
take so much
I don't do phony
nor double dutch  
people can't walk over me  
or kick me in the crutch
I maybe kind of lonely
but my spirit won't be crushed ,
of this I've had enough
too many times , too much
I've walked fine lines
from down low , to high fives
the thinnest of ice
has been no fault of mine ,
as the winners they fly
in the dimmest of my skies
yes my innards have sighed
but I didn't fucking die ,
I sometimes do now wonder
how far to go to under
is it near , or gone past me
I fear unclear , no clarity
each step a tear of secondary
all windy piers blow me to sea
but still the mere humanity
the last resorts that fought sadly
they stand up tall regardlessly
I cannot fall , for in I , I believe .