Hypocritical

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I am told to report bullying,

I see it everyday.

But every time I talk about it,

I get shunned away.

 

The bathrooms here at school,

They are so filthy and dirty.

They make me feel uncomfortable,

Icky, Nasty, Dirty.

 

The hallways between classes,

Are flooded with teenagers.

I get real claustrophobic,

I'm running out of time!

 

The windows here are small,

Only in every sixth room.

I need the sun for energy,

Can I make it through this mod?

 

The school lunch is barely edible,

My hotdog bun is green.

I'm paying three dollars for this crap,

How am I supposed to live?

 

I am told to take these classes,

All of them advanced.

But all of them are offered,

at the same time of day.

 

The school expects us to do many things,

like keep it clean and safe and smart.

But how can we accomplish this,

When out leaders don't even do it?

 

 

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jessforever14

I loved being able to list everything I diagreed with at my school without any restrictions.

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