Type A, I'm your gal
competitive, time aware
ordered and organized
in these do I Excel

to everything, an explanation
I seek to discover
like in math,
there must be an answer

but this, I think is different
life, you're a mystery to me
no sense in finding sense
disappointment will commence

so confused do I remain,
weak, tired, broken down
"It's not that big of deal," I say
"My Savior wears the Victor's crown!"