Teacher

I want to tell her to leave me alone

I want to tell her to check herself 

before she checks anybody else

I complain about her work

and I say I hate when she cant hear

I smile in her face when ever I see her 

Althought I would like to put my fist there

Than graduation comes and I go to shake her hand

I look her in the face and realize 

she has helped me in the end

she has pushed me when I did not want to be pushed

she had made me prove myself

she has prepared for the journey ahead.

So my smile is geuine as we shake hands

and befor I walk away 

I turn around

and all I have say is thanks

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