The image is to be a great poet
With amazing imagery

But sadly I can never live up to
That incredible dream

Because I am too tired
Laid out far too thin

So I just sit there like putty
On a house

But that house crumbles
Because they didn't let me live

I had a potential
A purpose

And they squandered it
Because they thought I would look best

When I was thin
And when I was small

I guess that's the image

I'm sorry if it disappoints you all