This education is fucking with me.
I’m a little bit terrified
That I’ve been led down the wrong path.
Maybe a little more than a little bit.
I’ve followed the wrong path,
And these classes and grades and worksheets and tests aren’t the way to go.
I fear that I’m lost without them though,
And I fear what that tells me about myself.
But I still show up,
And just cover the fear
With layers and more layers
Of worksheets and tests,
Of convincing and manipulating
until it doesn’t even
Feel like denial.