You Made Me Hate the Color Red
I am sick of the lectures with the disappointed tone
and the snooty "concerned" face
after a low test average
as you state outright how lazy we are
and how we'll never amount to anything.
Where the fuck do you get off calling me lazy
when it takes you three weeks to grade a paper
that you made me write in one night?
Every day I push myself to the point of starvation
to the ache of fresh ulcer sores
for the sake of a letter that,
when received, comes with only the dull thump
of paper on desk and the word "decent" written so clearly
in red as if it were the blessing of a deity
that I should be grateful to have seen.
I do all my work, all the time,
and to the best of my ability too
the reward I get is an exasperated stare
and a bothered tone
that echoes with disdain when asked a simple question.
Isn't it your job to teach me?
You play a video every year
about how this state has the highest
suicide rate
and the snooty face is back because
your "concerned" for us.
But how are you surprised that kids seek a way out
of this piece of shit school district that will determine
who they are for the rest of their lives,
when they are nothing
but the sixth letter of the alphabet
or the fourth
or the third
or the second
or the first.
But what happened to the fitfh?
Because "no child left behind" is bullshit
students are left behind everyday
you made sure of that
when you implemented an inherently flawed system
on purpose
so that the only kids that made it out alive
were the ones who learned well from a book
and were willing to kiss someone's ass everyday
just for that A.
So please put away that "concerned" face
when you wonder how kids would rather choose
the blade or
the tub or
the rope or
the pills or
the gun
instead of the predetermind path of failure
that you've set out for them,
when they'd rather choose the red of their veins
than the obnoxious fucking red with which you grade.
So put away that "concerned" face,
because you're no Mother Theresea
and your concern doesn't mean shit to me.