a day as a lady saint...
Teachers should bring us up
not tear us down
we feel oppressed
when we need to feel free
you treat us like we are nothing
when we are all something
our teachers say we are all the same
" just follow the 5 Fs"
find them
feed them
feel them
fuck them
forget them
or even
"we all know what they want... money!"
one day I hope they hear what they say
and will change their way's
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