#2

 I am nor perfect or full of respect  
But I have a legacy I crave to protect.  
I'll do everything that seems correct  
I will reflect on every aspect and then, neglect what seems suspect. 
I don't know what to expect  
Every subject seems unchecked  
So I'll back off a bit and try to disconnect.  
It's time for the next target to be selected  
This feeling will be soon injected 
And the person will be sooner or later infected.  
The feeling of not being enough  
Makes your world tough  
Your words seem rough  
And it's the drug no one admits. 
He says he's tired and then quits  
Boys will be boys... 
I hope someone will start making some noise. 
Because the equivalent is not imminent.  
Girls will be girls doesn't exist  
And unfortunately there's no twist