Perhaps This Is Greatness
You are the teacher
And I am the student
You tell us our life's path
But do not count on me choosing it
I listen but do not hear
I read but do not see
Maybe this is the reason
You can never see anything in me
I will be more than just a life
Maybe that is all I have learned from you
I will learn more in the halls
Than being in class could ever do
You are just a symbol of what we could be
A useless machine that could say facts in it's sleep
You can read, yet you cannot see
The way someone feels with a bully by their seat
Perhaps this is greatness
The positivity in your eyes
But when you are oblivious
Your helpfulness dies
You think you class is a utopia
Even if they don't exist
I suppose for a bully
A utopia is where he lives
But I am in a dystopia
Where learning life lessons
Is dearly missed.