Life in Progress
An impossibly old woman
who taught my first year of English
made me read some tripe about some idiot
who saw the beauty in the eyes of a skunk.
We were taught the usual stuff
"Beauty comes from within"
"Believe in yourself"
"Write a one page analysis about how much you love yourself"
You get the idea.
I was 14
I knew that girls wouldn't like me
Because I wasn't the most popular
or the Strongest
or the Fastest
or the Coolest
And now this dinosaur comes into my class
telling me all I have to do is write about it
and I'll sudenlly feel better about myself.
Give me a break.
I thought it was stupid
Until i realized I am the skunk,
Waiting for someone
to take a good hard look
into my
eyes