Fatherless at four,
Faded since fourteen,
Floundering through life,
New failures everyday.
But a few dreams and
Fuzzy new ambitions,
Faster than I can fail.
The music was in my
Heart and soul, or,
So I thought until
I got that one letter
From the school of music.
Undecided what to do
For the next forty or fifty years,
Or whether or not I can
Even handle five more of
Just fighting to feel
Something like happiness
So my mom won't cry.
Figured I was smart,
At least smart enough,
To feel successful
Until I sat down in a
Real physics class and
Overslept the first hour
Of my exam.
**** it, I can fake it!
At least for now..
Maybe tomorrow I'll
Wake up and find my passion,
Or even better,
I won't wake up at all.