Math Class MadnessA Poem by VoiceThe lines at the end of the poem where it says its twisted, messed up and the more I think about it its crazy but so what is from a Cary Underwood song called Twisted so please listen to it :)Math Cla*s Madness My 4th hour math class… It’s nothing ordinary…trust me I’m a freshman but only half of the class is We talk about drugs, sex, and even horse tranquilizers More than we talk about math Well mainly they talk and I listen I don’t stick out much in my opinion Not like Corbin the druggy class clown Or Brad who knocked up his 8th grader ex Or Emily Mrs. G’s bud Alcohol and weed It’s always part of the conversation Even in our math examples…don’t ask =] It’s usually so noisy you can’t hear yourself think But it’s the place where I do most of my thinking I use to But now…I think I love it Mrs. G…now she hates this class Or so she says Corbin or Brad pops a joke about what she calls “Extracurricular activities” though And she’s laughing right along with em Cussing=¢25 Mrs. G would be rich If she always took it She lets Emily text in class Come on! You know she likes us At least more than she’s leading on This class reminds me of where I came from Abuse and drugs Maybe that’s why I hated it But listening to the stories they tell Though saddened by their choices We can’t help…but laugh (LOL) They help me laugh at the very things I fear Hell I do some of my best writing in this class 5 poems have been born in room B206 And this will be the 6th What they face is reality for many Take 27 students who are facing similar situations My crazy friend Brittany Mrs. G And me the poet Always trying to make sense of everything And throw them all together Interesting to say the least And yes this poem is me Still trying to make sense of it all Out of all the teachers I think these kids respect Mrs. G the most Shhh she won’t believe it It’s almost like the Freedom Writers… Almost…haha The bottom line is This class is the best and the worst It shows naive kids making stupid adult choices It shows innocence and the loss of innocence Trust and distrust Love and hate As corny as that sounds It’s the whole world In one class Every good thing, bad thing It can all be seen here in room B206 Is it a curse or a blessing? I can no longer be sure All I know is It’s twisted, messed up And the more I think about it It’s crazy, but so what It’s my 4th hour It’s Math Class Madness!!! Dedicated to Mrs. G and my 4th hour
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