Dear Teacher
First off wanna thank you for all the attention
But every time when you get mad at me
Why d'you skip b and c and put me on detention
I know your intention is to help me learn, retention
But your methods to my perception keep on filling me up with questions
I have to mention
How can I trust you if you don't trust me?
Already told you I understand so, why do you test me?
In my disappointment I'm carefree and it's hard to bring out the best me
Then you mark my script and say, I don't impress you?
You don't impress me
Calling me names like Gen Z or Alpha don't scare me
You ask me to be myself then you try to compare me to some other child
Even you as a child, o spare me
You act like they so much better than me
They must be boss baby
Or maybe not 'cos he had some mischief
The only way I'm getting smarter is by making some mistakes
I'm sorry Santa didn't send me with a suit and briefcase
Please give me this grace stop telling me I'm a disgrace
Dear Teacher
Dear Teacher
Dear Teacher
Dear Teacher