hate to say it,
           it’s unfortunate but true—

you could have been anyone else
           you could have had anything

but! no such luck!—

you’re a rotting leper,
           a terminally ill mental case
           with a new disease

you’re a boy genius
           teetering on the edge
           of holding the cure

now if you’d just get sick enough
to want it bad enough
           to pull it out of you already