Dear Ms. Teacher

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How come everytime you hear talking, you think it's me?

You accuse.

I look around the classroom, and I see other students mouths being used.

This is stupid!

I'm getting in trouble, and I did not even contribute.

I do not care about your life stories.

I want you to increase education,

But instead stuck me at the back table.

Now I feel isolated.

Dear Ms. Teacher,

Please start doing your job.

I'm learning nothing but things about your kids.

My education is being robbed.

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