Instantaneous Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Instantaneous Mind



Uneasy and not wanting to take it slow, getting bored
too easily if made to learn slowly.

My mind needs to go faster as it picks up things at a
much faster rate than normal.

Even in school getting so terribly bored, because of
other students not catching on, being too slow for me.

Going at my own pace means to go quickly through the
lessons, one right after another with no breaks between.

Otherwise, there is no sense in ever trying, because my
mind becomes too bored and starts daydreaming of ways
and concepts to facilitate the process so I can continue
at my own rate of speed.

Thursday, June 11, 2015
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