Teacher
You ask me if I’m better
You say I am better
I tell you that’s a lie
It seems we don’t see eye to eye
If you only read my paper
You’d see why I’m annoyed
You like to play hero
Like to think you helped
You don’t listen
You only hear
You know what’s the difference?
When you hear it goes in and out the other ear
But when you listen it sinks in
And if you’d listen you’d know I’m lying
You’d know the face I wear is a disguise
I’m smiling
I’m smiling so nobody sees my pain
So you don’t see me crying
And I do this day after day
I’m drowning
I’m breaking
You can’t do anything
Cause I hate me
But I’m faking all of this
So people don’t know
I’m broken
I’m battered
My heart has shattered
No longer pieces
But you’ll never see this
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