You say each day,
With your sinking skin, your greying hair,
That life’s not fair
As if we young, jaded souls
Had no idea -
I’m younger than you
But that doesn’t make me a child
Nor does it make you the wise man,
The antique traveler, the seasoned neighbor.
As if the amount of times
I’ve revolved around the sun
Measures out how much I’ve lived
And how well I can determine
If something is
You’re a self-entitled judge
Who views my world
As one smeared anachronism,
And so you bang
Your gavel, marking each paper
With an F
Because that’s all my kind are
Until we hit 30,
Because by then you’re not around to be
Life’s not fair,
So let’s measure out our worth
In numbers and letters.
Look at that smart girl, she got a 100;
Look that that stupid boy, he got a 93 –
Some of you say,
And do anything other than teach us
For the next
But I’ve taken some of Life’s tests,
And I can tell you, teacher,
That the answer was not:
Log4 5 = 1024.
I’ve gotten that thrown at me quite a few times,
It never ceases to anger me
Because I am.
I apply myself everyday –
I’m just not worried about what number I turn out to be
Because I know who I am (most days)
And I know when I’ve failed myself
And when I’ve proven to myself
I am capable of great things.
Things like learning to love myself,
And to accept myself,
And to accept that I am full
Of pencil smudges, cross outs, and white out –
But that’s fine, it’s more than fine
Sometimes I think
You’ve just lost your way,
That once you did this because you were like me,
A phoenix in the middle of burning away,
All fire and ash,
Or that you were lost on the horizon,
Unsure if you were floating through
The sea or the sky.
I feel bad for you
When I think this
And I grow frightened of my own future,
What if you’re here to serve as a mirror?
You forget that we’re people
Passing through Life’s garden
Like a soft breeze.
In your forgetfulness we serve to remind you
Of your own humanity,
That we’re the mirrors –
But you don’t quiet understand,
So you’re left with nothing else
To say each day,
With your lost eyes, your forgotten heart
That life’s not fair.
I know...I know...
And now it's time for me