ode to acceptance

I has't dram chance to succeed,
wherefore doth i proceed?!

on this no more brain than stone dream
from just a seed, i can't desire to succe'd
'twill at each moment beest a dream

oh wherefore can't i just beest!
still a prisoner to mine own misprision

i wish to standeth out, nay falsing f'r me
i wanteth to standeth tall and victorious
as the one yond did succeed
but they shall nev'r alloweth t beest

i caterwauling!
wherefore wont they alloweth me!