School Girl

So busy I feel dizzy. What a fuss. She already missed her school bus. My distress was repressed. I confess I tend to obsess. I always have to express. Her unaccurate progress with the wrong scores on the test. What a mess. For picture day she forgot to wear the pretty dress. It was okay more or less. I guess the school had the wrong address. Her class room number was the wrong access. By her gifted talents, Nobody was impressed. The thought transgressed. I have had enough stress..not autistic..only artistic. I went ballistic. Nobody ever fixed it. Her academic history falling through the cracks has been consistent. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved