Whole world is burning And I just got fired When did I become Prone to failing And mired In following orders To still no avail, For surely some side effects By compare Pale To this ghastly affliction Still plaguing me thus I am just Never good enough To the side brushed Like the dust in the wind Except worth even less When I clean up my act I just make a worse mess Of performances Albeit standards are high And at times seem impossible Why even try