Mr Mimic Poem by Loren Angela Parkes

Mr Mimic

Rating: 5.0


You laugh
You stare
You point
You glare
You shout at me when I swear

You pull faces
You twitch your arms
You move around like your making harm
You look at me in disgust
And you wonder why I cannot trust

Your supposed to be my Teacher
But instead you are like a leacher

You copy me when I'm there
And it hurts me
So I now I plea
Plea you not to make fun of me

I have turrets you see
But you mimic me
It hurt me when I twitch
It's like im a video game glitch

It hurts me when I swear
And I know it's rude
But please be aware
I have turrets you see

It is apart of me
So let me be
As I feel so scared
But you were meant to care

As your meant to be my Teacher
But instead you are like a leacher

So...
Mr Teacher think before you mimic me
As I have turrets you see
I know it might be scary
But please just be wary
As it pains me to see you mimic me

Saturday, April 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: illness,sad,school,teacher,teen
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In school I had a teacher bully me and copy me because I had turrets it hurt me alot as he made me the class joke and he made me hate going to maths it was really upsetting as I only developed turrets at 16 so it was hard to come to terms with it at the time.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 21 April 2018

Dear Loren, such a sad situation well expressed in your poem...10++++

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