Back to School Once Again

being of the young thinking I was so smart my parents were so dumb I thought I knew it all in the big world I would make it as I am  soon realizing I was not so smart: figuring it out I was so small it was the erudite; who stood so tall putting my parents through tears being mommy for years struggling with bills failed marriage one after another  now I am of the lucky ones I finally get to go back to school It was hard to make the choice everyone reminding how old I am them not realizing they wouldn’t know me, if I had done my parent’s wish the other half keeps telling me I am smart, no one is dumb there is no stupid question you have to do what you must do to get through the rest of your life my body does not to do what  once it was being depended on doing but my mind is still well in tuned  no one is going to do it for you there is no free ride go Coni Lea go back to school; if that's what you feel is right, this deed must be done so back to school I am pencils, papers and black ink chalkboards and giving instructors puzzled looks the best I like is I’m not the only one who feels this way many have had to find another avenue by ways of means to survive factory shut-downs  assembly lines away they go some just need more education  some always to facilitate their some day has came now I’ve found some were as I thought I can make it without all this classroom talk  young~n~dumb as I was finding they are smart, college is the way, here in the classroom  back to school away we go. Thinking of the future four years to come and go now I’ll have something to show for the time I spent a dream to come true a mountain I’ve climbed with the help of strangers I didn’t know could be so kind so here I am a student once again education I’ve gained once again finding my parents weren’t so dumb after all they only wanted the best for me How proud they would be to know here I am in school once again Written January 15th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 01:08 PM PST   0 • 10