Perpetual student

I graduated from nowhere.
I've accomplished nothing.
As a perpetual student,
I'm really quite dull.

My teachers instructed me to read.
Only now, after years of patience,
can I string together some broken sentences.

Apt, I am not.
Sharp, I am dull.

Lessons have to be repeated over and over,
and when I finally get it,
I just see how far away from wisdom I truly am:
a great chasm between here and there
that could swallow oceans;
how much easier this simple fellow?

Why don't the teachers give up on me?
Maybe they teach a lesson of faith.

Other people have degrees and knowledge,
are decorated with medals and titles.
But me?

I have none.

I graduated from nowhere.
I've accomplished nothing.