Unfortunately Educated

In school they teach you
How to multiply 9x8
Make you read Macbeth
And have you memorize the first
10 Amendments to the Constitution.
But they don’t teach you how to
Stop loving someone who has
Stopped loving you
Or how to deal with losing
A friend to an unsaid goodbye
And a relative to cancer that
Ate away her brain.
At home I learned
From my father that
Alcohol can make as many problems as it can solve
But damn does it hurt
To feel my cheeks burn after an encounter with you
That I couldn’t ever win.
I just couldn’t solve you
And I can’t solve me.
Because life isn’t 9x8
And it isn’t the way authors describe
Their characters in a story.
It’s those nights you lay awake
Missing someone
Wishing things could be different
And it’s the next day when you realize they can’t
And then it’s how you pick yourself up
After being down for so long.
I taught myself that.
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