Sh*t You Can't Say To Your Teacher



Hello, you! Yes you there!

I know I can’t be that invisible,

To the point where I fall into class and you nor anyone else sees me.

Well, I see me. I know you are of ability as well.

Or is it just my imagination.

I doubt that no one sees the disgust,

The humiliation oozing from my insides






Save your explanation

My ears can’t handle the lies and excuses

So many excuses thoroughly thought out,

So much time thinking of excuses,

But not put into trying to save me from self-destructing,

From killing myself inside and out.

Well, thank you for listening. And at graduation, I’ll find an excuse to not thank you for anything.

Or even better, will I even make it to graduation?

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