I am too small. I am too large.
I will never be small enough
Never large enough
Or smart enough
Never competent and capable enough to do all the tasks you don’t want to do
in a room you will never enter.
Yes, you trust me to teach developmental classes,
develop any curriculum,
complete all other duties as assigned
by just about anyone.
Credentialed. Yes, just not at acceptable places.
Oral Roberts University?
Can there any good thing come out of there?
Not good enough. Not good enough.
A trouble maker
The first one to dissent.
The first one to ask a question.
So many questions.
But who cares what abuse you’ve endured
When you’re nothing special to look at.
Get over it.
That happened so long ago.
Your worth? Ha. Look at you.
But I know it.
I wrote it out moments ago–1,444 words so far
And I haven’t even scratched the surface.
So go on and treat me like a simpleton
who doesn’t know the first thing about teaching
then ask me to teach the unteachable.
Ask me to fill out another
Treat me as if I’m incompetent.
Then, ask me to develop another new course.
Then, wipe out all that I’ve done.
Go ahead and tell me to do something,
criticize me for doing it.
It doesn’t matter.
I know my worth.
And so do they.
That is the only thing that does.