Clueless Poem by Rebeckah Schroeder

We all are clueless in a way,
we dont know everything,
we only know somethings.

Some of us are just more clueless than others,
they dont get it,
they dont see it,
and yet they think they know everything.

They dont understand,
when someone gets mad,
they dont care,
if someones hurt,
they are clueless to the world,
they are clueless to themselves,

No one knows everything,
and some people know nothing.