In Pieces

No matter how much
I say that
I have learned life's lessons, the only way to know life's lessons is when it smacks you right in the face.
Rubberband stretched to the limit, but still
I cannot help but pull it just a little bit more.
Once again my whole world crumbles, walls cave in, and
I fall backwards, everything
I know taken out at the knee.
Hands stuffed deep into my mouth to keep from choking on the words that show how much
I know 'bout knowing nothing, nothing at all.
I know that these days will have an end, just like
I know that
I'll be back again.
This place is awful, but it's familiar.