Simple, Not A Fool.

I may be simple, but I'm not a fool.
To many I'm an imbecile, a mere naïve tool.
It is so hard, to prove all people wrong,
So much pain, that I can only play pity songs.
So much, did I love Pamela Isley,
But, that love, just wasn't meant to be.
It took long, for me to finally see,
that her feelings were met for the one called Harley.

What sucks about losing Ivy,
is that I wanted to be worthy.
To have the dream of having a family,
but, I fear now, even that is beyond me.
The look on her face, however, proved she wasn't in it,
I guess it's my fault, for I kept pushing it.
Every step of our bond, I've had to do over,
and for me, it's back to being the goof loner.

I did the math, and I had to let her go,
as hurtful as it was, fate would have the say so.
Having to admit that I'm not the person for her,
is going to have a long effect on me, for sure.
I cringe at the thought, of no meaningful future for me,
I hope I'm wrong, and that my future is worth to see.
I can be a lot of things, that I can name from head to shoe,
But I want to be loved, for I have a heart too.

My name is Charles Chuck Brown,
and I refuse to let life get me down.
I'm not really sure, what it is I can expect,
but I know before loving another, I must have self-respect.
My whole life, I've been looked as a square,
but I can look fate in the eyes, and proudly say, "Hell Yeah!"
I am Kite Man, and many consider me to be a buffoon,
and while I may be simple, what I am not, is a fool.