School

School
They say they are here to help,
Yet have never actually helped.
They say they are there,
They are nowhere.
I don't see why they hate me,
Maybe they just can’t see.
All this rage,
I want to change.
I hate who I have become,
Yet I'm still so young.
I try to do good,
They never really understood.
I try,
But all I do is cry.
I hate this place, 
They act like it’s a race.
I'm supposed to be learning,
Yet all I do is concerning.
Always in trouble,
It’s become a struggle.
Nobody ever wants to hear what I have to say,
One day when I’m doing better than they always did maybe they will regret what they didn't say.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 10:17 PM
This went to my FAV list because your frustration is so well felt in this poem. I used to spend extra hours with all my math teachers because I did not get it. They finally helped me but after MY persistence. You may have to INSIST they help you.
May Avatar
December 22, 2018 at 3:35 PM
Well stick around here and people will listen, your poetry amazes me your words blend together so well you have talent my friend.
Barker Avatar
December 22, 2018 at 11:16 PM
thank you i didnt even have to change anything in this one, on the first try i got it good!!!
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