The Old New

I’m old. I go to school and am as much as ten years older than some of my classmates.
I’m new. I go to school and am struggling to keep up.
I’m old. So much time has passed and have nothing to show.
I’m new. So little time has passed and have everything to learn.

The old new is much different than the new new.
I feel as though it should be easy, but it’s not.
I feel as though I should know, but I don’t.
But I am the old new because I chose not the old old.

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