Words Thought But Never Said
Balancing school sports and activities at home
made me inspired to write this poem
the teachers act like they were never us
struggling to finish our work on the seat of a bus
struggling to be the best and still have time for me
seems like no one will ever see
i want to be me but am forced to learn what i dont comprhend
heartless teachers seem to be the trend
i wish you alll could just see my desire
and stop giving so much work and seriously retire.
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