Dear Professor
Dear professor
Dear teacher
Why did you hate me?
What did I do?
I tried to ask you.
Then I tried to make you
Not hate me,
Not judge me,
Not dock my grade
With no reason.
I asked your higher up to talk to you
Did they?
I never found out.
I asked her higher up for help,
To make things fair,
And he spat it back in my face.
What is a school
But a place to learn?
My grade shouldn't matter
But it does.
It holds me back -
You hold me back.
If I can't learn
Or have you give me the grade I earned
To prove that I have learned,
Why am I here?
Why do I hate your class?
Why have I begun to hate you?
With so much anger,
Now I really can't learn
Can I?
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