To my teacher, I say to you,

sugar coated lies that do not help you.

To better your self and your teachings skills,

I will not lie with the kindness that kills.

You have an outside life I assume,

but please don't bring this realm into the classroom.

You take sides with those who's parents you favor,

but bitterness comes in every flavor.

You let the girls pick on me for my pants not being long,

You did this because you went to highschool with my mom.

You said nothing to them, you just ignored your surroundings.

The comments they made toward me were not astounding.

I would not rewind these years to stick up for myself.

Because we have moved on with life, and you have nothing left.