What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore -- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over -- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
"Impasse"
I could tell you, if I wanted to, What makes me what I am. But I don't really want to -- And you don't give a damn.