Not a "suitable" boy

I never wore a suit fearing it would never suit,
never did a thing against for I thought it would hurt them
never did them proud, never got a pat
sometimes I wish and I wonder it would have meant the world
is all I ponder...

Never walked the road which was easy for I thought it is not adventurous
repeated every mistake many time but never ceased to wonder
tried by best to 'be' but they never let me 'be'

Never drove thought it was'nt mine can't bash it up
bashed up my life never cared twice
in fragments of questions of whom to be and whom not to be

I sit and wonder will there be ever a suit which will suit
a thought which would linger on as long as I ponder
a road interesting to walk and not be killed and battered
will there ever be a house where I can turn in and never wander