A year ago, I was stupid.
I remember the butterflies I used to feel in my tummy when you texted.
Oh what a fool I was.
Trying to fit in a world where I did not belong in.

Today, I am stupid.
Because next year,
I would probably look back on a mistake I am currently involved in.
Oh well, maybe one day I'll run out of mistakes,
or I might just start calling them lessons.

Until then, I am stupid.