You must behave, You are a slave, You cannot cave, For their wrath you’ll have to brave. Why do I have to write? Why do you always have to be right? Why do you have to make everyday a fight? Why do I have to work with no break in sight? You claim I’m here to learn, Yet I’m given nothing in return, Not free time, not your concern, Not the knowledge for which I yearn. You make it feel like you’ve stopped time, A place where being wrong feels like a crime, And when my grades finally climb, You push me down, don’t give me anything, not even a dime. You’ve ruined my mental health, Everything I value, my sense of self, I hope you're proud of yourself, Since nobody will take you, school system, not even hell itself.
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