sorry kid

too bad kid we build you wonderless let you mistake your ideas for accidents let you wear test scores like brand apparel call it: Failure too sad we push the already written upon the almost written dying to be written you kid, a future that never arrives all that cosmic potential fizzles toward numb and never shame we can't widdle you out the shape you're in amidst tangled words and manufactured education your child-voice chimes: "why bother?" only because it might change your life kid