Listen Here, Teacher Dear


Listen here, Teacher Dear.
I've got some impostant things ask.

Why do you act as if you hate me?
Did I do something wrong?
Was is something I did?
Or maybe said?
Don't leave me here in the dark.
I'm trying to figure out,
Why exactly would you want to make me feel so stupid?
Why do you contantly glare at me when I answer your questions?
Do you believe me to be wrong?
Or are you actually just upset that I was able to best you at your own game?

Listen here, Teacher Dear
I've got something important to say.
Just because you feel inferior
Doesn't mean you can treat your students this way.



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