Idk a poem i got inspired to do this by one of my fav creators

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Everyday, overwhelmed. i sit in class right on the helm of going ahead into the rink of sputtering and stuttering out what i do think. the teacher is mean i sit on my chair, trying not to cry for they do not care. my friends help me but they are not around when miss teacher comes up destroying my confidence with a single bound. miss teacher is in the class i do hear her yelling at us disrespectful, dishonest. nowhere near is the happiness that used to come with school now i just sit in miss teachers classroom.
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