Treasure Island

Jax Ann Newton

Who Knows?

I used to care. I used to wonder and let my mind soar.
But now, why even bother?
I know that everything I learn will just come back to bite me.
I know that, it was an epiphany.
An unbelievable epiphany, and it came from me.
Little me, who does not know anything,
I used to think I knew a lot.
A lot about life, and consequences, or at least a lot for my age.
I used to think that I knew right from wrong,
But back then, there were no shades of gray.
There was no confusing, senseless crap fogging my vision.
What do I know? Nothing.
I was naive and unknowing
Of the dangers and troubles haunting and taunting this world.
I was unaware of the horrible gnawing pain
That comes with love, and pride, and accomplishment.
So why bother? Most people go through life on earth anyway.
They take it for granted and then just toss it away.
But what if…? What if just once, someone had believed in me?
How would I be different?
No. I wouldn't change me, not for anything.
I like the person I am.
My experiences have shaped my personality.
What if…? What if just once, I had believed in me?

Submitted: Monday, November 24, 2008
Edited: Thursday, September 10, 2009

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