I looked over at him, sitting on the floor
Knees bent, heart open, letting only himself be revealed
I'd never seen a teacher like this
Could he really be only human?
When asked his fears, he looked down
As all the he girls around shared their stories
I hate giving back tests, now you know
I hate being the deliverer
That breaks the camel's back
He is fortunate
He knows what it's like
To be unable to stand
After receiving that test, you want to cry
I'll kiss this world goodbye.
He is the lucky one
The one who knows
If only every teacher
Understood that this
Is how it goes.