Wrong Turn

I’ve dwelled within this weathered shell For all of time, as I can tell I’ve often felt, I don’t belong Unequally yoked, wired wrong Somewhere along this path of mine Of many turns, I missed a sign I took a detour, by mistake I passed the exit, to be great My destination has not been reached Though my route was clearly breached My wheels still spin and motor purrs The day it ends, I’m left, unsure