Laiska, tyhmä ja saamaton.

I am a failure. I cannot come up with a proper poetry analysis. I'm stupid and I should have started the analysis weeks ago but instead I didn't do anything until last week and now I'm ready to cry because I cannot figure out the stanza in a poem I need for my current analysis. I started with a combination of Keats-Pope-Yeats, changed it into Keats-Pope-Wordsworth, then Keats-Wordsworth and now I'm in Keats-Ashbery. I finally have a tolerable main thesis but I don't have the means to do anything with it until I figure out the goddamn stanza form. I'm fucked.