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Oct 2017
I am smart.
There is no questioning that I get things easier than others.
I am proficient in math and reading.
I understand science and logic.
Yet at the same time I am horribly stupid.
Social situations are a battlefield in which I am on the losing side.
I am horribly blunt in conversations.
Saying the wrong things at the wrong time.
But I am improving.
Ever so slightly.
So when the conversation moves to subjects that I am adept in, I try so hard to say the right things.
I try hard not to brag.
I try to be humble.
But sometimes it slips out.
I feel horrible.
Sometimes I see the look on their face.
That one look.
Sometimes they hide it.
They say "nice", or "great job".
I try.
But sometimes I fail.
So for ever more, I shall try.
Always improving.
Hoping to be humble.
Kire
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