Never perfection, no clarity of thought
A life filled with promise and after thought
No natural ability to make things work
Failing dreams turn to apathy you jerk
You see creation and talent in others
Try to emulate your sisters n brothers
But a part of your black arrogance
Has chide the inner envy of no chance
No way forward or a backward glance
For life's expectations, battles advance.
As a weak-willed puppy does not ween
Nor a doubting soul goes nowhere unseen.
Jax U 1/15