shityoucanttellyourteacher
Learn more about other poetry terms
Teacher's lie when they say "there's no stupid questions!"
Cause when I ask they get mad and yell at me for not paying attention.
We have to sit through hour long lectures,
I'm finally here.
I've waited,
Day after day,
And year after year.
To sit in a class,
Where an instructor is not concerned
With keeping up appearances.
Miss doesn't play Angry Birds.
When thinking of things I shouldn’t say
To teachers to tell them my feelings
I purse my lips to hold back thoughts
And roll my eyes to the ceiling
If I could tell you how I feel
Hey, you, at the board
With your hands on your hips.
You, in the front,
The lesson on your lips.
Stop. Listen.
Teach me something important,
