I am
A privileged man
I was loved as a child
And my love has grown wild
And my wants have grown plenty
When my cup is empty
It is easily filled
And when blood is spilled in waves
I may cry for days
But its swirling eddies never reach me
I am not ready for whatever it is you are trying to teach me
I am not ready for your clever attempts to beseech me
I am stubborn and petty i am stubborn and petty
And i am not ready
I am not ready