I felt like giving up, walking out, leaving.
Who would notice if I took off running?
But I knew without a doubt it would be a mistake-
to ruin something I worked so hard to make
I said a quick prayer and looked at my class
Oh if only they'd behave like kids in mass!
Every student made me want to pull out my hair.
I felt like I had walked into their little snare.
"Teacher, teacher!" Everyone wanted me,
yet not one wanted to listen and just be.
One here, one there, little devils everywhere
my head hurt from the loud booming air.
I felt like giving up, walking out, leaving.
Who would notice if I took off running?
She wouldn't obey- wouldn't do her work
Was it all so hard to do for a candy perk?
I helped, she listened, I turned, her attention diverted,
Her page was unfinished, uncompleted!
A simple page, is it so hard to do!!!
Come on girl! Is it so hard to follow through?
He had no books, all others had theirs
and they were working in pairs.
Loud, devious and annoying seemed his goal,
he knew it would make teacher turn an angry bull.
It was like tug of war between student and teacher.
I felt no more accomplished than a broken heater.
James, why do you wish to anger me!
Your unruliness bothers me, can't you see?
I felt like giving up, walking out, leaving.
Who would notice if I took off running?
Such a good student was part of today's parade,
he repeated everything I would say.
Louder and louder my echoes were spoken,
every word made me more angry and sullen.
Cut it out, you're driving me up the wall,
Geez, be quite and go back to your stall!!!
I felt like giving up, walking out leaving.
Who would notice if I took off running?
I wanted to sit down and cry,
Who knew teaching would be hard to try?
Somehow I made it through the day,
it was simply God, there is no other way.
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