Now that I can finally think about it,
I've never been one for the academics.
Always the one in the back row,
always one in the lower class,
always the one cracking jokes,
never really paying attention.
I knew that it wouldn't matter,
I knew that the world didn't want a scholar.
Though the present thought stands,
I still feel like the biggest loser,
The biggest failure,
the biggest dunce.
The part in life where everyone wants to have,
the part that makes work a lot easier to find,
the part which defines the money you rake in
even if in the world today.
Though singers never did pass third grade,
though multi-billionaires only just recieved their degree,
though famous stars never used their brain for anything but to hit the flying balls,
I could not be one of them.
I live a life which needs a paper
a certificate of achievements
a small and insignificant scroll.
The harder I try,
The harder I push myself,
The harde the cliffs the deeper the seas,
I still hang just below everyone's expectations.
Shame lingers.
It takes twice to get things right.
I hope.
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