In depth

As I watch the clock's hand's finger seconds/ I supress flashbacks of the past ,year then it reckons me/ How can one year build my ability and tencaity/ Accidents happend concurrently with forewarning/ Remember early mourning in the morning/When the the day sunny but eyes stormy/How many chapters i have to contribute/the attributes being the statutes that were tributes to how i couldn't self pollute/truth/ But still i'm aloof to the usual routine /vulnerable to aims of those ignant to log on/met her,Him,Them/ learned early socialiogy and passed chem/ but Men.. Why/ Do we tear down things we never built/ Its guilt knowing we cant hem the quilt/ To many squares....