Why oh why did I

Why oh why did I choose to sit up here
she's going to call on me, man I'm too near
Why are you looking at me like that
no pencils, no backpack, no lunch sack
I don't know your questions
please tell me no lies
I really need this education
so I don't just slip into the night

you don't know me, dont judge me
your pondering eyes only criticize
it must be nice, you graduated college
when knowledge is all I fantasize

I want to hate you and call you racist
but I ask the good lord to bless me
and allow me to face this

you're not my hero or my savior
your looks only make me rage and hateful
you call on me at all the wrong times
like when you know the knowledge has slipped
and its no longer in my mind

at the end of the day when you pull me aside
my cheeks blush, my mouth frowns
you then know I'm about to lie

Yes I am okay and yes I eat
at night when I go home, that's where it goes down

don't tell me you hear me or that you want to help
I don't have anyone, these are my cards that were dealt

so when I get mad and want to rage with furry
I simply ask god to take my hate and worry
when push comes to shove
What I really should say is
thank you for your generosity and your love

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