To my school

There's not a whole lot of things I've said, to any of you. Most I keep hidden deep inside hoping to never say a word. I've seen so many hypocrites, and athletes with big headsm and I just wanna shout like guys, c'mon stop and think for a sec. What you're doing is wrong, don't you know that's true?

I've seen things that happen in the system that shouldn't happen, kids get screwed over, I get screwed over, and wonder then if school pride is really important, because after the first few months I never really felt that great feeling ever again. Just as the seniors left it was taken from me, and I cried.

what strikes me most is that the popular students whether you be the star quarterback or the guy who plays three sports, is good at all of them and scores high on the ACT, or the girl who is as pretty as she is bitchy, they get certain rights none of us ever got. They bully another student they get a slap on the wrist. Against the school dress code, oh we'll let ya wear it especially if we know ya well or something. Then everyday I see these kids go to the health room sporting cuts and burns from these guys and gals you "let off the hook" and wonder if our school motto instead of being "be kind and respectful to everyone here at --- school" should indeed change to "we beat kids up here and we like it at --- school."

theres a lot more I wanna rant about, even more I wanna say, but if they find this they'll get in my way, so I'll finish what I started in three or more parts which make a whole, and then I'll show my school what really unfolds,

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