Pay attention Teacher
For years you stood there looking
For years and years you did nothing more
As I sat in your class wanting to run out the door
I finally decided you were making school seem like a chore
The more I did the more you seem to have cooking
I hated the endless assignments that were nothing more than a bore
As I look back now I wondered did you even see
The me that was lost inside your class trying to find something more
All of a sudden now you notice me
I still sit wondering what does this woman want from me
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