I sit here puzzled at my stupidity,
like how did I get to be a mediocre,
before then I was mighty,
but now am weaker,
I try to put myself into one piece,
but am shattered beyond repair,
am made to be feel unwise,
to feel a fool because I decided to pair,

In pencil I put down my fears down,
in anger I put my face frowned,
in desolate self I feel bound,
bound because am clowned,
am puzzled by my current situation,
a situation that has made me weak,
in pencil I...