Moneyless wallet
Heart crushed into two by a mallet
Our lives never met to mix
Like oil. She supposes superiority
I’m hit by a complex of inferiority
She told me to look up the definition of ambition
No direction or education
She told me to talk a walk along reality lane
I could only take a walk down remembrance lane
When I and her were joined at the heart membrane
I was her Prince of Wales, she was my Diane
Like their relationship, reality struck
I had no buck
There was no longer a spank
I was her Prince charming but now I am a Punk
Our relationship had become more jazz than funk
In her eyes I was no longer her hot hunk
She told me ambition is a eight letter word
A- for acumen
I lacked it and wasn’t enough of a man
m,b,i,t,i,o,n she told me to search for their meaning
In her head I lacked a mentality of winning
Her words are a true reflection of my life
My lack of vision and direction
Have all capitulated to be my greatest downfall
I failed my parents
I failed her
But the person I failed the most was myself
Never saw myself as Santa, but as an elf
The hour hand strikes twelve
It’s been five years since she left
What have I achieved in those years
Grown a beard
No great monetary gain in the time span
It took me up to know
To realise I always had ambition
But my ambition wasn’t matched by others
My parents wanted me to be a paediatrician
I wanted to be a painter
She wanted me to be a Prince
I wanted to be her partner
I sit in the square
My paintbrush in my hand
I paint my life one stroke at a time
I’m no Michelangelo
My paint provides me my jello
My paint board is my Stitch and my brush my Lilo
I paint to the music of the cello
I caress my ambition in ink
To them my future looks blink
What they saw as my weakness
Was in actual fact my strength
What they saw as lack of sight
Was actually my ambition
Quite contrary, my failure was my success
In the end,
My irony of success was my irony of failure