A Bigger Me

Crossed eyes and a crooked grin,
Selling your soul for a goddam tin.
You speak above those below,
a leading ship with trash in tow.
You say you know what is best,
yet there you sit, our total jest.
You work a role few would take,
Yet many a man you do forsake.
When life cant suit your many a need
From those around you suck and feed.
Sucking dry the common man,
You control us where you think you can.
Brought to me as a model,
You've made it clear you're not to coddle.
Striking through the flesh outside
You hit my thoughts where they hide.
Making me what you want to see
I need to breathe, so let me be.