You never were the one to wait your turn
Blaming me for every bridge you burn
****** me of all for which I yearn
A pupil pilloried will never learn

I tried to rectify my own
Now I’m left petrified and cold
And I believe I’m in a bind
Can’t seem to find my nevermind
The weight of late is getting hard to hold

Vacant eyes that search but never find
Often open but forever blind
Lose perspective as my thoughts unwind
This borderline suggests I’m not your kind