Please, justify my actions. 

When I can find the reasoning to explain myself.


Heal me, your less-than-ideal, with some affirmation.

To isolate is cruel, and a detriment for a sound foundation.

Oh, cure me, don't detur me.

I want to finish feeling fulfilled. 

Help me rebuild.




This poem is directed towards a specific teacher of mine that plays favorites, and focuses on the betterment of those few, and forgets the rest.


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