I am not a barely passing score.
I am not a C- on
Last week's Algebra test.

I am not the hours spent
With my nose in a textbook,
Trying to solve a puzzle
That I will never use again.

I am not constant late nights
That are wasted studying
And stressing for my future;
A future that I'm supposed
To figure out right now.

I am not the answer that I need
When I raise my hand to ask "Why?"
And the teacher just ignores
My question, once again.

I am simply a human,
Attempting to find a place in this life,
Trying to grow and learn in wisdom.
**And wisdom is not a barely passing score

"But (I) will help with anything you (need).
I won't judge or think any less of you
You can tell me anything and everything.
I will be here, I will (help.)"

And why am I here,
In this land of the living?
Are we even living at all?

And why am I here,
In this odd thinking society?
Are we even thinking at all?

It's odd to think that
We all use these
As a sort of tool
To escape reality.

They are a type
Of  hallucination,
And yet, they are
Completely accepted
In our society.

******** doesn't quite satisfy me.
I trip, fall, and stumble
As I search for a better term
To describe this so-called
"Relationship" between us.
But I suppose it will do,
Because that's all this really is:

********