Give me liberty or give me death.
They taught me that, but I can’t even take a breath.
They stare with distaste,
that test was an accident please don’t hate.
My eyes were filled with bullet points, dashes, and numbers that night;
I got to class, BOOM, it all erased, I blame my fright.
They think I am a fool,
That I can’t be uncool,
They think I was out with the girls
I get no make up test, I suppose.
I feel like they are locking me up
Giving me no justice, it is messed up
My frights shouldn’t be overlooked
Teacher, I promise you, I am not alone, the list is overbooked.
I am important and I am attempting to reach the stars.
Some don’t understand, look at these scars.