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Array ( [sid] => 53988 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why I don’t wanna go to school. [time] => 2004-06-28 09:50:48 [hometext] => Maybe was wrong to grass them in. if i was tell me. please comment on this. tell me what you think i should have done instead! [bodytext] => I can only tolerate so much.
But I can only live in pain,
Because when you dobb,
They get to your brain.

They whisper their threats,
When the teachers can’t hear.
Then when they past you in the corridor,
Just their presence fills you with fear.

Then if you’re lucky,
You’ll get the glares to make you feel small.
But if you’re not.
Then you’ll get smacked against the wall!

If you’re not lucky,
They won’t let you pass.
But you know you mustn’t struggle,
‘Coz they’ll just get you in class.

Well, I’ve had the abuse spoken.
I’ve had the notes thrown.
I’ve even been thumped in lessons,
Weather or not the teachers out the room.

Then lunch comes,
And you’re alone,
So you sit in the library,
Cold as stone.
And still…
You’re NEVER! Left alone.

So I went round with JAZ, and TARA and HANNAH etc.
Not that they were good friends, but I couldn’t do much better.
So I got some more bruising, just ‘coz I went round with them.
And they stood and watched it happen, because they’re caring friends!
And they would steel things, and I'd cover it up.
Even to this day, I’ve kept my gob shut.
I even kept it quiet when Tara said she’d injected heroin in school.
And I still haven’t grassed, even though shortly after she’d went mental!

So I carry razor heads,
Hidden away in my school bag.
But HANNAH and TARA stole those knives!
And were acting hard and bad!
HANNAH showed me hers!
It was really sharp and big!
It wasn’t a game from start to finish.
It was long and thin.
The kind you can do damage with!
And then suddenly,
They were expecting me to lie.
And the fact that I wouldn’t!
They found quite a big surprise.
Sure, I don’t like Zoë,
But they said they were gonna do her in!
And ok! They self-harm.
But they had knives! Does that not mean any thing?
They had even asked me,
If I’d join in.
I said yes, then no.
I didn’t want to be part of it!

So before I grassed, Hannah started to make my life hell.
I walked out of school to get away, and had slit my wrists as well!
Then I had Mrs. Hamlin, was asking why I was feeling low.
So in the end I grassed, because I was living in a shadow.

But I swear I never knew they’d,
Get arrested in school grounds in front of every one!
I never thought they’d get done,
For possession,
Of a weapon!
Ok, maybe I did.
I don’t know!
I wasn’t thinking straight.
They were screwing with my head!
And I was sick of being their mate…

Well,
I’m not any more!
I didn’t tell my parents about this,
So they don’t understand,
Why I don’t wanna go to school!!!
I can’t tell them!
What am I meant to say?
I may only be 14!
But it doesn’t mean this will go away!


[comments] => 4 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 67 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => schoolproblems )
Why I don’t wanna go to school.

Contributed by deathdrop on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 09:50:48 AM in AEST
Topic: schoolproblems



I can only tolerate so much.
But I can only live in pain,
Because when you dobb,
They get to your brain.

They whisper their threats,
When the teachers can’t hear.
Then when they past you in the corridor,
Just their presence fills you with fear.

Then if you’re lucky,
You’ll get the glares to make you feel small.
But if you’re not.
Then you’ll get smacked against the wall!

If you’re not lucky,
They won’t let you pass.
But you know you mustn’t struggle,
‘Coz they’ll just get you in class.

Well, I’ve had the abuse spoken.
I’ve had the notes thrown.
I’ve even been thumped in lessons,
Weather or not the teachers out the room.

Then lunch comes,
And you’re alone,
So you sit in the library,
Cold as stone.
And still…
You’re NEVER! Left alone.

So I went round with JAZ, and TARA and HANNAH etc.
Not that they were good friends, but I couldn’t do much better.
So I got some more bruising, just ‘coz I went round with them.
And they stood and watched it happen, because they’re caring friends!
And they would steel things, and I'd cover it up.
Even to this day, I’ve kept my gob shut.
I even kept it quiet when Tara said she’d injected heroin in school.
And I still haven’t grassed, even though shortly after she’d went mental!

So I carry razor heads,
Hidden away in my school bag.
But HANNAH and TARA stole those knives!
And were acting hard and bad!
HANNAH showed me hers!
It was really sharp and big!
It wasn’t a game from start to finish.
It was long and thin.
The kind you can do damage with!
And then suddenly,
They were expecting me to lie.
And the fact that I wouldn’t!
They found quite a big surprise.
Sure, I don’t like Zoë,
But they said they were gonna do her in!
And ok! They self-harm.
But they had knives! Does that not mean any thing?
They had even asked me,
If I’d join in.
I said yes, then no.
I didn’t want to be part of it!

So before I grassed, Hannah started to make my life hell.
I walked out of school to get away, and had slit my wrists as well!
Then I had Mrs. Hamlin, was asking why I was feeling low.
So in the end I grassed, because I was living in a shadow.

But I swear I never knew they’d,
Get arrested in school grounds in front of every one!
I never thought they’d get done,
For possession,
Of a weapon!
Ok, maybe I did.
I don’t know!
I wasn’t thinking straight.
They were screwing with my head!
And I was sick of being their mate…

Well,
I’m not any more!
I didn’t tell my parents about this,
So they don’t understand,
Why I don’t wanna go to school!!!
I can’t tell them!
What am I meant to say?
I may only be 14!
But it doesn’t mean this will go away!






Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-06-28 09:50:48]
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Re: Why I don’t wanna go to school. (User Rating: 1 )
by SkippysAm0r0n123 on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 10:09:25 AM AEST
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Re: Why I don’t wanna go to school. (User Rating: 1 )
by SkippysAm0r0n123 on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 10:12:22 AM AEST
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Wow, I this is powerfull,
and yes im trying to quit, thank you! and if u need a person to talk to im here also!


Re: Why I don’t wanna go to school. (User Rating: 1 )
by freespirit on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 10:52:58 AM AEST
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hi I want to say that I have a grandaughter in grade eight that is very beautfull and talanted and because she dosent take drugs and drink she having a realy hard time in school she desided to quit school for the rest of the year we understood you dont have to do what every one else is doing
if you want to talk to some one about it talk to you parents tell them the truth your there child God Bless from freespirt


Re: Why I don’t wanna go to school. (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 12:20:12 PM AEST
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this is very sad and a crying shame when u can't go to school 'cause of this.
Very sad.
luv, huggs,
emy




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