Algebra can't explain length when feelings are included

this is bad,
this is sad
that i wait here such time
I look to the life past, and time wasted too,
don't mean time means a thing to me
but
i am sad, you see
i await in the prom'ise of 'someone there'
like Neil Diamond, I cried, but not tonight,
I am glad that you're bad
because it takes me long to linger,
I find it hard to keep a watch on the wrist

You are the big bad wolf, with your two hands that produce tic's

but think of x's in the boxes, you're making more and more,
the more I wait, the more x you afford

it's not algebra, it couldn't be sadder
I don't know if I can wait any longer