I feel ... Rejected.
Like a loose tire left on the
side of the road.
You must understand,
that better a man than me
has buckled under my load.
I failed to abide.
I've broken rules and lied.
And, now, everywhere I turn
- I see the past.
I cannot hide.
I would rather forget.
I should try to mend.
Yet, I only ever coast...
*Original CBC poem*
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