the worst poem ever

by whitehorse

i have always considered myself
to be lucky
or at least charming

at least thats what those flight attendants said
as i boarded and left the planes
encouraged by thier compliments
my ears still ringing from five dollar headphones

and i could step out
into any destination
and feel like it was home

and on all my reports
they said i was bright
i just never applied myself

but who isnt like that?