Please

Never meant to be a place for explanations

Poetically pasting my living station

Unfortunately misunderstood

Misusing this platform meant for good

Protection is perfect when unaffected

Still oh, so quickly redirected

It’s known none of the hands I find

Are anything more than the ones that bind

They’ve still decided against such a kindness

As to leave this alone and suffer the mess

I hesitate softly ignoring the threat

Of a tool that’s misused with so much regret

No matter your goal there is nothing within this

The changing of purpose shows only such weakness

Trust it seems is never given

To any who honor the strict rules of livin’

I notice so often there’s bitter betrayal

A poke here, a prod there and pushing to fail

My goals are so simple and wishes the same

That the world ceases treating this all like a game