Stuff you can't say to your teacher
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Stuff you can’t say to your teacher
To my former school
I have some words for you
Ten years of teaching me
Was all you had to do
I tried my very best
Every single day
But most teachers hated kids
And just waited for their pay
I begged for harder work
I was often bored to tears
But usually nothing changed
And I sat sadly all those years
If the classes weren’t boring
The teachers expected us to learn on our own
They didn’t bother with textbooks
They just sat and played on their phone
Students were yelled at for asking questions
Apparently I wrote more than they cared to read
I never felt like an important student
But few teachers would ever take heed
Rarely did they care about my day
To them I was just a good test score
I was starved for education
I longed for something more
The secretary yelled at my mom
For simply no reason at all
I was even bullied by teachers
That left me crying in the hall
The principal wouldn’t believe me
She acted like I was a liar
She trusted her teachers more than students
She said she was careful about the people she hired
I was told to commit suicide by one teacher
Wow, what a thing to tell a kid!
The superintendent ignored the problem
Just like most of the faculty always did
If only they would care for the students
Then maybe I wouldn’t have felt so alone
The ever-constant walking on egg shells
And the slicing anger in their tone
School athletes were of highest important
They wouldn’t even allow academic teams a bus
I strived to make academics the bigger goal
But no one cared about us
To my teachers that loved their students
To those who actually cared
I thank you for keeping me going
All these years it’s how I’ve fared
To the majority who didn’t bother
Those that hurt a child’s dreams
You’re the reason I begged for graduation
I was coming apart at the seams
But Junior year, however
I discovered a new school
One that respected its students
Where academics rule
Each faculty member welcomed me
Everyone was kind
I wasn’t treated like a stupid child
I could freely exercise my mind
I only wish my old school
Would sit back and take a cue
Their students don’t feel loved
Except the football-playing few
With some care for their students
And more attention to their studies
Perhaps my old school faculty could improve
Even though we’ll never quite be buddies
After all, education is most important
I needed a place that taught me well
And these are all the things
That to my old school, I can never tell