in a letter

it’s such a nice day.

i know i should capitalize letters and not use contractions
but i don’t care this morning.
the drive in was rough, i thought bad future thoughts, people were stupid all over the road.

but now that i’m at my destination well before commencement,
it seems grey. dull. childish.

maybe someday i’ll understand this feeling of knowing everything and nothing
all at once.

maybe that’s what keeps me here, in this sorry world
where fairness is a relic from  former era.

why do i notice the indifference and untruths?
do i enjoy negativity?
maybe because i never partake in it?

maybe it’s all pointless, all this learning
and schooling
just to grasp the concept of doing the same unto others.

however, without this information,
girls like me would be the norm.
and no one  deserves the amount of questioning and torture
i put myself through.

so i’m here…