You'll never amount to anything,
You'll fail in everything that you try to do.
There's nothing positive to the world that you could bring,
Not a word that comes out of your mouth is true.

You aren't good at anything except making me hate you,
You're a pain in the neck.
You know you never even should've passed grade two,
You're nothing but a wreck.

You can't be in any of the school clubs or teams,
You would never be able to be relied on.
You and your crazy schemes,
You're just one big con.

I'm only passing you in your eighth grade because I can't stand
you,
I want you out of this school.
You won't get through grade nine, theres nothing you can do,
Nothing will go right for you, you're just a fool.

Grade Nine goes by grade 10 and 11 do too,
I'm on Honour Roll for an 80% average and above.
You said I didn't have a clue,
Don't worry you're the one that I love.

Now I'm in my final year of highschool,
Looks like I'm president of all my schools clubs and teams.
On Super Councel, and everyone thinks I'm cool,
I've proven you wrong it seems.

Thank you, you made me the person I am today!!!

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This is dedicated to my Grade 8 teacher who didn't believe in me, and
hated me. Now I'm in my final year of highschool, and even the
principal says I run the school....pretty ironic!!! So words of inspiration:
Don't let people bring you down! Fight against all odds!!! I won, so
can you!
 
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