Lack Of Understanding
There's a level of professional behavior required in your line of work
The casaul way you accuse students of being a 'dork'
is far from pleasing
and the way you handle my news about leaving
Sue me, I dropped a class
That doesn't give you the right to be an ass.
"I just think that if you're going to take a class, stay in and don't quit."
I'm sorry, I didn't ask you, I don't give a shit!
Would you rather I sacrafice my well being instead?
My hair falls out thinking of lo, la, las, los, and frickin' usted!
The stress breaks me down
And the weekends are a dark cloud
dedicated hours to perfecting imperfects
So I won't be perfect
I'm not playing this game of invalidation
Your students won't except the degradation
You have a lack of understanding
You watched a girl on the floor; her choice place of landing
Her abuser tried to find her
she wanted to sit in the back to work on her binder
Forcing her to sit in the front of class where all could see her cry
I'm sure all the stares made her want to die
You have a severe lack of sympathy
How do you carry yourself with dignity?
You break your student and don't even care
You preach false ideas of fair
You have a lack of understanding
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