Teachers
Oh teacher, the teacher. Anyone, please, UH! Why doesnt anyone listen to me! When I leave home; I feel like i'm free, but my teachers and friends still ignore me. I've raised my hand a thousand times, but you still ignore me no matter how hard I try. I'm to the point of just giving up, so I just walk out in a tough little huff. Broken, beaten til im black and blue, at the end of the day, I HATE YOU!
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