Teacher, Teacher
You say I act out and don’t listen to you
And say I should do as you always do
But teacher you don’t get it
You aren’t hearing me are you
You’re listening but my words don’t really get through
I’m calling out for help even though it’s silently
But I yell for everything else hoping maybe you’ll get me
But I’m tired and annoyed when I can’t make a noise
And your ignorance has got you thinking it’s because I’m a boy
And I say I hate myself and you say that’s not true
But come stand in my shoes and you’d hate you too
Cause I’m told everyday that my life isn’t worth shit
And all of my energy has already been spent
At home where I walk on glass all day long
Tip-toeing around hoping their anger will fade
And I guess I don’t know what I want you to do
but isn’t there a law or something so you can report it too
See I’m trying to listen carefully to you
But see my message just isn’t getting through
I don’t think you get what I want you to do
I need a helping hand and it has to be you.
- Brittany Holmes
