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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

teacher don't care

I sit here in retrospect/pulling the weights off myself/i realized most my teacher only taught me how to hate myself/it was hard just being a teen but to hear my teachers say "just play basketball, your life will be better that way"/I was always into the arts, as a kid I would write short story's/ I showed them to my teachers, they ignored me/nobody ever nurtured the talent that I displayed with my pen/one time I found one of my stories ripped up in a trash bin/I asked her why she ripped it up, and she simply replied, "you didn't cross your T's and dot your I's/she didn't even read the story, didn't care to I guess/if she read it she would have realized I had a lot to get off my chest/I was crying out for help but help never came/when even your teachers don't care it's a shame/but i'm not placing blame/some people just teach for a check/so from them I never expected more, never expected less/I pissed a lot of teachers off by how I would conduct myself/I acted up in class, told my teachers to go fuck them selves/I goofed off in class/ but I passed every test/ and I didn't even study much/ a blessing i guess/I was a smart kid but no one understood my plight/I was just an occupant of the dark trying to inhabit the light/so I continued to fight, and write and write and write/I wrote in the dark until my professor found me and turned on the light/He made me take advanced English and a plethora of other classes/he said "your a great writer, now get the fire under your ass kid" "I been teaching for quite a while, but until this day, I never come across a student that could write this way"/I though he was jiving me, bull sh*ting I guess/but he did something that made me second guess/one day I came to class and there was the school newspaper on my desk/he said turn to the art section, and what i saw made my heart jump out my chest/he published one of my poems I had wrote in class/I looked at him and we both just laughed/ he said I have no excuse now and on this I couldn't fight/now u have a choice cause every one knows that you can write/it only took one person to inspire me to believe in my ability/thats why i'm gonna die a poet/my pen a I are such an item b/Teacher's everywhere should realize that in children's lives they hold the biggest impact/you shape and mode there littles lives/so teach them like their future depended on it because it does/supply more then a,b,c's, chocolate milk and hugs/sometime we need you more the our parents and another school year approaches/there will be one kid that really needs your help so please FOCUS.     thanks for the motivation

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