Wisdom.

Don't know what it's made of

Knowledge or experience.

Possibly both.

But then that begs the question;

What does wisdom give you?

A different type of knowledge?

More life experience?

I sometimes wish that I didn't know so much.

I would be normal.

I would slack off.

I would be okay with being average and maintaining the status quo.

I also wouldn't be me.

I wouldn't have wisdom about wisdom.

I wouldn't have the walls I built to keep others out because I didn't know any better.

Or maybe I'd have hidden that half of me.

The half that I keep up front. 

The half that people find wierd or abnormal.

The half that used to do other peoples' homework.

The half that has so much pressure she could explode.

The kind of pressure that never eases.

If half is all that I am,

then what's hiding in the other half?

Or maybe I am just a half...

With nothing to make it whole,

Human dignity + compassion = Peace.