Tolerance for Bullsh*t (Poem)

In hindsight it is always with incredible foresight that my tolerance for bullshit leads me back to counting days I never put much thought into it Into why I tolerate people, places and things that hinge on character assassination All the while showing little tolerance toward those who can potentially elevate my character I see now that tolerance is how I view myself If I can’t tolerate someone it’s because I can’t tolerate something within myself And that’s where things get twisted…