Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Daunted Scholars Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Thursday 5/25/2006 09:41:00 PM

I never did learn to apply myself. Never needed to. I grew up thinking all these tests are so easy and the rest of life would be similar. So much for a proper education.

I filled every bubble with the proper number two pencil. And every result said I was a success. So much for standardizing.

When you're young you think you're living. Maybe you even are. But life is something different.

Age throws its wet trenchcoat over me and tells me to walk. To where? Nevermind. Just keep walking. You'll know it when you get there.

My entire childhood was dedicated to learning and yet it taught me virtually nothing of what I needed to know.

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