They Don't Know

What do they see? A girl. 

What do they know? Nothing. 

What do they hear? Lies. 

Teachers, they sit at their desks doing nothing but sticking their noses into peoples' converations

They hear lies, drama and gossip

They don't know the truth, or what people go through behind doors

Yet they judge you, they talk to other teachers about you and your life

Calling you names, determining whether you are good enough to have their respect before ever speaking one word to you, and talking down to you as if your feelings don't matter at all

They think they know you but they don't 

What did I do to them? What can I do to let them know I'm not the person they think I am? Is it useless to even try? 

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mafelvington

This poem is about students being bullied by teachers

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