Our Eyes Tell Our Stories
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TEACHERS….
Our eyes tell our stories
Begging you to FEEL FOR US, knowing that
Everyday we walk into that brick building
Our indifference becomes our own personal insane asylum
Surrounded by people whose lies roll off their lips like some sort of lubricant
Wearing their artificial smiles like it’s customary
Showering us with insincere compliments like it’s an everyday requirement
Every considerate gesture becomes insignificant
And everything we once thought to be true becomes a lie
We feel like we’re on Broadway every time we walk into that brick building
Instinctively acting out everything we do
“Faking it ‘till we make it” every god forsaken step of the way
Our eyes tell our stories
Begging you to be SINCERE TO US
Bringing us down when you are supposed to be raising us up
Always concerned about the what nots, the haves and have nots
Making us feel like we’re the runts of the litter
As if we already didn’t feel bad enough
Why does it always have to be about the money?
Money can’t pay for the tears to go away
Our eyes tell our stories
Begging you to TEACH US something more than
The square root of 49, the scientific method, or the last five battles of the civil war
Education becomes more than just black and white with us
We need to know that everybody isn’t on our side, but YOU ARE
Relay to us the rules of life
Rather than reading to us from that old novel no one even understands
Our eyes tell our stories
Begging you to KNOW US better than we know ourselves
Our variables aren’t just A through Z
We aren’t just any adjective you pull out of a dictionary
There isn’t any specific formula to figure us out
Your classroom is a wide range of personality and popularity
Ranging from the slit-wrist girl in the back to the pretty boy jock in the front
We want you to see us for who we really are
Not what our labels say we are
Our eyes tell our stories
Begging you to TELL US that education is important
And WE ARE TOO