burnout era
- Violet LeClaire
- Feb 25, 2022
- 1 min read
i miss being clever for my age.
the surprised looks of my older peers
when i knew things they didn’t expect me to.
but now i am expected to know so much,
how to apply this knowledge,
how to blow people away.
i didn’t apply to the ivy leagues,
why would i? i can not offer nearly as much
as the other kids my age, those kids that
didn’t grow out of their wit and charm.
i think the carefree nature of childhood
allowed the intelligence to slip it
but my ever growing fear and dread
have now replaced it.
i miss being clever for my age.
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