school can be bad,
school can be sad,
school can make you,
feel really mad,
you can get bully's,
you can get friends,
and the teachers there,
well that just depends,
sometimes you like 'em,
sometimes you don't,
this is starting,
to sound like a quote,
I probably should stop now,
before I sound sour,
about the fact,
that were there for 6 hours,
oh my god I'm writing some more,
about the fact,
that schools such a bore,
I can't stand everyone,
being so smart,
I can't wait,
till the holidays start!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how did you do that? i mean, your poem ' school' its almost like you wrote it one day when you were mad, and re wrote it another day when you were happy. amazing! but no dice. it doesnt seem like you spent much time with it, from the looks of the words you used. BUT still a good poem. no realy! sometimes i cant even get past the first word of one without thinking nope. not worth my time. AND JUST LOOK AT THIS HUGE MESSAGE I LEFT FOR YOU!