Why can you not see that my future is not bleak,

When it is help that I seek. 

The amount of time to please the school,

Yet you sit there and treat me like a fool.

You are a councilor here to help,

And yet you see them as a piece of steak and me a piece of kelp.

You are supposed to be my guide,

But all you do is hide.

Why do you hide?

Do you have that much pride?