(Note: 320 is for my mom's wedding and 319 is just one of those I don't feel comfortable sharing for a while)

I was quick as a fox
And verbose to boot
My vocabulary solid as rocks
I was far from a “dumb brute”

I was sporty and fun
And generally decently regarded
I wasn't fast but I could run
I was fairly well rehearsed when the curtains parted

But after all that was talent being shown
At least for the majority
Most of it seems gone, now that I’m grown
Not that my words were ever an authority

While I’m still good-ish with words
Concentration is now a must
As is time without chirping birds
And I’ve lost most peoples trust

With math and science the few skills I had
Were vanished on a whim
Then I got really sad
And the road to my future was slow and dim

My ability to perform
As well the one to act lke I cared
Became as cold as I was once “warm”
For a while since, I’ve been scared

Because my effort often seemed to net me not
And it was hard just to awake
The best years seemed to try to be forgot
The expectations from then, would now make me break

The few skills still had
Did nothing for my case
And the strain just made me mad
Life seemed to hit me square in the face

But there’s always a good word
If you read between lines
The sweetest sound you’ll have ever heard
And the hardships become like signs

They show you the way
Off this broken and beaten road
They become the sword to keep darkness at bay
And the words become you solem code

“The world might be cold and cruel
The pain at times unyeilding
But through this mighty duel
May you find your best shielding"