School Haze
It was a time of introspection exploring things I thought I
knew
Trying to learn things I believed I could use
Listening to others whose pretense was wisdom
Writing words of truth and lies of appreciation.
There were days of discovery, the stolen moments of youth
The wandering wondering in and out of shadows
The passions felt the hours of stillness
Waiting for something anything to happen
My school haze is now passed and all that remains
Is the golden recollections that it meant more than
What exists now as I recall my confusion and shock
Upon realizing that I knew little and learned more than
I had before.
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