What am I doing?
I'm slipping,
Falling from grace,
But it doesn't feel that way.
Shouldn't I be more concerned?
I suppose,
But I can't bring myself to care.
Why should I care?
If it doesn't bring me joy,
If I can't see myself using it,
Why should I care?
I know my path well enough,
And what they teach is useless to me.
If I want to know,
I will enroll in classes.
Plain and simple,
I don't care.
