Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Wrench

I wasn't a perfect cog in your system
So you called me a wrench
You can't see my worth
So you put me on the bench

You did your best to mold me
But now you've washed your hands
You call me a failure
I'm just something you don't understand

Can't boil me down to one sheet of paper
You cannot make me bend
Let me know where that narrow mind
Gets you in the end