Why Me?

Walking in to my class it seems like a nice day

until my teacher decides she has something to say.

She pulls me aside

and slowly I die.

No matter how hard I try to be good,

maybe I should drop out like she said I should.

Bullying doesn't always come from the young.

Sometimes its by those who have not done

what they once said they would do

and now all the blame is pushed on you.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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