I saw you on my fresh new schedule
I was happy because you were one
out of two female teachers on my list
I thought you could be someone I could talk to
incase I needed help
I see you smile but I you bet you want to frown
you put a nice voice on but I just know you want to yell
I can tell
from the way you do those things
your just veiling your hate
I have not done anything for you to be this way
I participate
raise my hand
shake it to get your attention
I raise it upon every question
but do you pick me?
No
you don’t even look my way
as if you were ignoring me
I no longer care
I wont raise my hand anymore
because all you do is stare
I cant take this anymore
Second semester
I look at my new crisp schedule hoping your not there
but there you are
not once
but twice
just my luck
now I’ll have to see you stare
your not even the teacher I wished you were
I wish you weren’t even there
Maybe I just wish I were never here
Maybe I’m the bad student
maybe its my stare that’s so hateful
maybe its my smile that is really an upside down frown
maybe its me ignoring you
maybe its my pretend nice voice veiling my hate
hiding my secret yell
you seem like such a perfect person
a joyful flawless person
its not fair
I sometimes wish I were you

 
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