to win.

to win.

A Poem by merissakalei
"

school is a personal hell.

"
"what can we do to help you move on from this?"
you sound like a car salesman.
are you trying to sell me a used 2000 toyota,
or are you trying to convince me that my history teacher
didn't make fun of my culture
and didn't encourage the class to do the same

isn't this how colleges deal with rape charges?
that's sure what it feels like,
defend defend defend
cover up everything
don't take into consideration that
last wednesday,
a student went home in a pool of her own tears

and when i'm sitting there
being patronized by a vice principal
and a teacher i used to compare to god,
it feels a damn lot more like bullying
than what I went through every day in elementary school.
i want you to understand
that it isn't about my culture anymore
it's about the fact that
I'm a teenage girl who needs a role model
and I looked for that in a history teacher who didn't care
and he doesn't care that he hurt me
and that inconsiderate b***h of a vice principal
doesn't care that a student doesn't feel welcome at school anymore.
a student doesn't feel safe in her environment
a student thinks that her history teacher would rather
justify his actions that caused her to hurt so badly
than actually feel bad
and apologize for the fact that
he was wrong.
what he did was wrong.
him not apologizing was wrong.
that self involved psycho vice principal
didn't understand what it was like to be a teenage girl apparently
to not want to tell your parents anything
but when you do, you know it's serious.
but the school doesn't do anything regardless.
this is what happens in college too
a girl cries victim
and the boy always wins
because the school doesn't want to get in trouble
the school minimized the problem
and brushed it off like it was nothing

the school minimized my feelings.
the administration minimized the fact that
i felt personally targeted
and i felt emotionally betrayed
the school minimized the fact
that there was a girl who went home
on monday afternoon
and wanted to kill herself
because nobody believed her.
nobody understood that this teacher
was a hero to her
and now he's nothing more
than a hopeless, hateful 32 year old
who coaches a high school football team that doesn't win.

© 2013 merissakalei


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merissakalei
merissakalei

Seattle, WA



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I'm merissa, I'm from WA and I love everything more..

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