i don't know a lot
i don't know the small things-
why the sky is blue, why we feel pain
why i can't run faster than that kid over there
but i don't know the things i wish i did-
why i'm annoying when she's endearing
why i care too much
why i only ever feel alone
so much i want to learn,
but so little learnable
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Gabriel Goodwin
This poem is as good as is :D Good job!