I.
Take your word for it?! Dude, I don’t know you!
I’m keeping it real, not treating your life.
Yes, I’m an asshole. But my words were true!
Trust you?! Do I look like I’m on the pipe?!
Doubting what I hear- man, that’s my default!
I cherish my trust like Gollum his ring
Hypertension from all the grains of salt.
Blood pressure higher than Minnie could sing
Looking for love on all the wrong pages
Just ‘cause she’s cute, doesn’t mean I’ll friend her.
My courtships go through too many stages.
Might be some psycho catfish pretender.
Oh, you hear me say, “bullshit” when I “coughed?”
That’s ‘cause I think your plan’s to rip me off!

II.
Cynics spend most of their life-time… alone.
Barely dent the minutes on their cell-phones.
Too much fear to trust “me” becoming “us”
Only lonely cynics would begrudge love
Find “faults” with sweetness, and “reasons” to fuss.
Cynics almost need, “a sign from above!”
Is it estrogen or testosterone
To blame for why they’re suspiciously prone?
It’s almost like, “holistic disconnect”
Because their goals, mind, body, and spirit
Have suffered from years of self-inflicted neglect.
Their jokes project pain, but no one hears it!
A cynic will sneer, when others would moan-
Insecurity laced cynical tone.

III.
Masked behind smiling cynical faces
You’ll find superhighways of hurt feelings
Jammed by emotions, off to the races.
Their happiness, cynicism’s stealing.
Cynics don’t think that they “hurt” anymore
They survived, adapted, and they’ve moved on-
Until triggers open trauma’s door
It seems “conquered monsters” are never gone.
But the cynic laughs, while choking back tears
To them the world is a source of distrust
They have few “friends” that they’ve known for years
Conditionally, “bound” by shared disgust.
Long-term “relationships” are hard,
‘Cause they hear with fears, instead of hearts.