Maybe I am a reject,

Spoilt goods,

So I feel dejected.

Much was expected.

Head of school, captain of football,

Not tall stories,

But blind ambition cost more than I can ever show.

I love you dearly

That much you know,

So its no surprise

I can’t compromise,

No one else will do at all.

As I write,

I bite my knuckles

Till they are raw

And if I get the call,

I will not go quietly.

People look at me

As I walk the streets.

Is he a tragedy?

Someone tell me

As I can’t see,

But the penalty is great.

I don’t believe in fate,

And for the record I state

I do not want a debate,

So just step aside,

My personal pride

Is at stake


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