0404

i dunno why i used to struggle,
my best expression was a huggle,
couldn't put together a word or sum,
the teacher called me very stupid and dumb,
he will amount to nothing was said,
something wrong inside my head,
but as i left feeling like a fool,
a realization this was meant to be a school,
things begin to make sense later on,
but that's too late when your gone,
now i put together words of encouragement and power,
as my mind was just a late blooming flower,
building complex machines and making more,
adding to my own central processing core,
thought i would accomplish nothing told by an educated mind,
as soon after i left there i could leave them far behind,
returned not two years after leaving that place,
to fix something for them with a part to replace,
finding it was something simple and obvious all along,
the look on the teachers face was showing she was wrong.