I have had some absolutely exciting opportunities and achievements pop up lately! But this also stirs up all sorts of difficult feelings as well, like fear of failure and sadness over time lost and stress. Our brains are so funny!
So I wrote a few poems today about all of this. This one I am sharing is about the years that were wasted in public school special ed, which was particularly mediocre at Poway High School in the late 1990s. I will one day work through my resentment of my “teachers” there, but not anytime soon. Each step forward is a triumph over their prejudices. I am not so petty that this drives me, but it is satisfying all the same.
How is this all
I am one of the defective
The flawed in design
The pitiful until you can ignore me
Tucked away in the room of
My fellow disposable negligible
Misfits so you don’t have to be bothered
By us by disgust by your own guilt
By the inkling that
What you have been taught about worth might well be
And and and
Now I am here.