There is a test today.
One for which I have not studied
Not nearly enough to do well
I fear I will not pass this term
My grades are very low in math
and polysci is so very early in the morning
I am late to half the classes
and Prof Stein is a ball breaker about deadlines
I have no idea how I can tell you this
not face to face. I know how you will react
with the sad eyes and thin lipped grimace
you are so disappointed in me already
I feel it even though you never say it
I never lived up to your expectations
not like Chris did. I am sorry that the wrong one lived
I really do feel that way. It tears me up inside.
So I am going to tell you this once.
I love you and I am sorry
Even this little school didn't work out.
I am not cut out for the world as it is.
I could have been a good cooper or wainwright
but I have failed to be a Kennedy.
I have already gotten ride of most of my things.
The rest can go to Goodwill.
I have tried to make as little mess as possible
for you
You should be able to have an open coffin.
You can also choose to cremate me. It is up to you.
Cremation looks to be cheaper.
Love Eric.
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