I'm not just a number, 

I sit here and wonder,

Does my teacher even know my full name?

I don't care about your personal problems.

I'm having high school problems with a teacher who thinks I'm a grade.

Numbers don't define me, I define me, and don't expect me to call you by name.

I'm not just a grade and I'm here to say, hey teach...?

Do you even know my full name?

I'm the one in the front with the attitude.

You tell me to shut up every day. 

I'm gonna shut up when you decide to step up,

and realize I'm more than a grade. 

Guide that inspired this poem: 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741