Sorry I Cant Poem by Courtney Steele

SORRY SISTER SORRY BROTHER I WASNT MADE TO LOVE I WASNT MADE TO RECEIVE OR ISSUE OUT THE SLIGHTEST KISS OR HUG I CANT GIVE OUT MY HEART I CANT GIVE OUT MY HAND THIS IS THE FLAW IN ME NOT THE RESULTS OF HURT FROM MAN MANKIND THAT IS THROUGH HURT I LIVE JUST TO CREATE IDEAS THATS THE WAY IT IS AN OBSESSIVE PROCESS DISRUPTIVE TO THE NORMAL DISGUSTIVE SYSTEM TO LOVE, TO LIFE, & TO LUST MOSTLY I AM A VICTIM I HAVE BECOME NOT FROM DRUGS BUT ANOTHER SUBSTANCE IN ANOTHER FORM THAT I HAVE TO STAY AWAY SO BASCIALLY THERE ISNT A RESPONSE FROM I TOWARDS YOUR LOVE TODAY MY GET AWAY IS MY HIGH I ESCAPE SO ALL PASSES BY WITH ME POSSIBLY I CAN BE OR ATTAIN ANYTHING I SEE IN THE WORDS OF MARTIN LUTHER KING I HAVE A DREAM & TO MY OWN DESIRES I AM A FIEND LOVE IS JUST A THING SO WHY WASTE YOUR TIME THIS WORLD IS OURS BUT FOR NOW ITS MINE