This is a poem I wrote after being infuriated by a teacher at school, who punished me for speaking my mind. I wanted to kill him. In fact, there were two, and I wanted to kill them both.

I said one thing out of place, and he told me not to speak to h


I'm sat here alone

I'm sat here alone
School's nearly out
I'm watching the clock
two minutes, no doubt

Shes kept me in here
For what, I dont know
I fail to remember
But at least soon I can go

This woman drives me crazy
I hate her its true
She can burn in hell for all I care
I don't know, what wrong did I do

Everyone else has left
I'm all on my own
From what I can see,
I should toss her a bone

This devil in suede
This evil in tweed
I can't hit her but at least,
she cannot hit me

I can do what I want
I will do as I please
Grades don't bother me
The F's, or the B's.

What they hate about me
Is I choose to speak my mind
They hate me for it,
But I'l leave all them behind

When I'm rich and famous,
They'll be sorry you see
When I meet the Queen
And they're watching TV

I'll never look back
when I'm flying up high,
I'll look down below
To see them all cry

And so begins my story
The first page, first letter
and I hope they remember that anything they can do,
I can do better




Poetry by gemma
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Written on 2006-10-09 at 17:34

Tags Potential  Life  School 

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Bronza
If this is about the cat then i wouldnt worry if i were you hun! *meow* lol at least when your famous you can still laugh at them but when that happens they wont be able to laugh at you!!!
Nice one Gabby
Bella
2006-11-01


princess
you know what gemma, i felt the exact same way as you do now. im 17 now and i have left school. when i was at school it was hell for me. all i wanted to do was be famous so i could show all the people that hated me what i can really do and how much confidence i do really have. but trust me i never thought it would end but sweetheart it does. you just have to hold tight and you will look back and wonder why you ever really gave a shit what they thought. stay strong. xxxxxxxxx
2006-10-16


Karoline
Nice poem!
There is a few spellingmistakes and the rhytm doesn't work all the way, but for some reason that doesn't matter.
I can relate to parts of this poem and it's sharp, honest and full of emotions.
It's the way one often thinks as a teen
as one grows older and starts to view things from a higher perspective and you've captured that in a great way.
I really like it and I hope you keep writing cause that's a great way to deal with all the feelings spining in one's head.
Great poem and I rate it a four :)
2006-10-09