A First Draft after dreaming...
Okay, Go, Here's the scenario
I'm standing all alone in the back of the class
when yet another kid starts giving me some sass
"I've had enough," I cry
he mocks me asking "why?"
I keep asking him to go but he won't leave me alone
there's no other choice so I raise up my voice
and SCREAM!
"Teacher won't you help me please? Teacher make him stop!"
He peaks around the corner only long enough to nod
Oh, my God. That's enough. trial number two
who knew that this would be the day I would have to do
this horrible deed but I see no other way
to get them all to listen and later make a brighter day
I reach into my pants and my knees begin to shake
Lighter than this morning, fear and anger fill my bones
Then my music rushes through me, this'll be better than home
trying to disguise it, let no one see my eyes
I climb onto the nearest chair. Which of them to try?
Before a word can leave my lips I change my plan completely
It's me that has to go to teach them what they should have seen.
Again my voice rings way out loud, they all turn to look
Smiles fade fast, teacher freaks, but look what they took!
My pride, my happiness, my courage, my confidence, replaced by one emotion
Fear spawns negativity like fish live in the ocean
The words I speak are clear
The message not obscene
Just love one another
Or you'll all turn out like me.
Don't bother with my mom or dad, they don't really care.
The sticky sweetness that they speak with might as well be air
They don't know of the things I've suffered but then neither do you
Let me enlighten all of you to the reason for my doom
Minus some family, who of you has ever smiled at me?
Or taken me with your group to try to climb the tree?
The best I have gets stolen. Why am I picked on constantly?
I've not had a lunch in 36 days cuz you won't leave me be.
Though my words are short and sweet, I won't bore you with more
Just try to change, that's all I ask, and show hatred the door.
My final words are all that's left, don't let them go to waste
The time grows near and so I fear this will be in haste:
I have faith that you can change anything you please
Help the future. No one deserves to end up just like me.
Those morbid words and hellish stares scare, alarm, annoy,
and as you see they only want to make a child destroy.
I've tried to love, though it's no use, when the world is blind.
Please, I beg the lot of you, please, please, please just try
Goodbye.
I'm standing all alone in the back of the class
when yet another kid starts giving me some sass
"I've had enough," I cry
he mocks me asking "why?"
I keep asking him to go but he won't leave me alone
there's no other choice so I raise up my voice
and SCREAM!
"Teacher won't you help me please? Teacher make him stop!"
He peaks around the corner only long enough to nod
Oh, my God. That's enough. trial number two
who knew that this would be the day I would have to do
this horrible deed but I see no other way
to get them all to listen and later make a brighter day
I reach into my pants and my knees begin to shake
Lighter than this morning, fear and anger fill my bones
Then my music rushes through me, this'll be better than home
trying to disguise it, let no one see my eyes
I climb onto the nearest chair. Which of them to try?
Before a word can leave my lips I change my plan completely
It's me that has to go to teach them what they should have seen.
Again my voice rings way out loud, they all turn to look
Smiles fade fast, teacher freaks, but look what they took!
My pride, my happiness, my courage, my confidence, replaced by one emotion
Fear spawns negativity like fish live in the ocean
The words I speak are clear
The message not obscene
Just love one another
Or you'll all turn out like me.
Don't bother with my mom or dad, they don't really care.
The sticky sweetness that they speak with might as well be air
They don't know of the things I've suffered but then neither do you
Let me enlighten all of you to the reason for my doom
Minus some family, who of you has ever smiled at me?
Or taken me with your group to try to climb the tree?
The best I have gets stolen. Why am I picked on constantly?
I've not had a lunch in 36 days cuz you won't leave me be.
Though my words are short and sweet, I won't bore you with more
Just try to change, that's all I ask, and show hatred the door.
My final words are all that's left, don't let them go to waste
The time grows near and so I fear this will be in haste:
I have faith that you can change anything you please
Help the future. No one deserves to end up just like me.
Those morbid words and hellish stares scare, alarm, annoy,
and as you see they only want to make a child destroy.
I've tried to love, though it's no use, when the world is blind.
Please, I beg the lot of you, please, please, please just try
Goodbye.