Enough

I sit here

Holding back my tears.

I don't understand this.

I will never understand this.

I have accomplished nothing.

But as I peer over

My stacks of homework,

I see my binder.

In it has papers and

Essays,

Worksheets and

Lessons.

"I have made progress."

It's slow but steady,

And I am learning much.

I can't know everything,

But I know enough.