Mar 29, 2006 17:07
Ages praised for innocence and free spirit
but we're all scraping through at best
You all exhibit naivety to memory it seems
have you forgotten? or was it just not the same?
Courses changed, set by those tall in stature, but small in thought
for we all belong to clenched teeth and bit tongues in silence
from deleterious ways which we are forced to brave
You will promise us guidance, and answers
but leave us swallowed in your own standards
Praise us for being sui generis
however, defining the ideal paragon
Teach writing and prose, teach art and musical theory
but play martyr and saint to creativity
Claim all the credit you deserve for rearing such an accomplished child
All in the span of one year
but lay nothing on their natural intellect
Why may I ask are you where you are, and they in their place?
for you're making us crazy with self doubt and unesscary tension
I am bright, I am witty, I am spontaneous and spirited
Therefore, I do not need to pretend I’m a prodigy