deepundergroundpoetry.com

Image for the poem My Last And Only Favorite School

My Last And Only Favorite School

I have always struggled in all grades of school    
Teachers always thought of me as the angry fool    
   
I love to read, I love to draw and I love to write,    
But no one won when they got me to actually fight    
   
So very lonely, I dreaded going to school everyday    
There was no one to stop that in a loving way    
   
No one understood my issues that had yet to be reveled    
I had yet to learn that what was broken could be healed    
   
No one cared to know what was the matter with the freak    
That knowledge was not for the average person so weak    
   
I grew stronger mentally each day, my mentality growing hard    
I didn't know that in the future I would be given a lucky card    
   
A card called Lincoln, the home of the Phoenix    
People don't always go willing there, and few actually picks    
   
Almost in the center of a town I didn't really know    
There is a school like no other school in the USA, you'll wish you could go    
   
Once you hear how the teachers actually help you    
How the food is kinda good most days and people actually care, it's true    
   
I didn't believe it at first, no, not at all    
I didn't talk to anyone; I hid in a dark hall    
   
Then I met a boy in Physical Education, P.E. who called me Gypsy, thanks to my skirts    
He introduced me to the rest of his friends and they eased life's hurts    
   
My school saved my life; they helped me so very much    
My school may be called Lincoln but it has a mothers loving touch    
   
And when I was homeless they helped me find a place to stay,    
They made sure I was safe and secure each and every day    
   
They helped me overcome my issues with math and taught me more    
About poetry and rather than any door I could have opened I opened Lincolns Door    
   
They taught me that I shouldn't be afraid to learn and no one would hurt me    
If I got things wrong, with praise and love I flourished and it is clear to see    
   
I will always be a part of Lincoln and Lincoln a part of me, for only the lucky go to Lincoln, the place only the few picks    
That with college coming up Lincoln the home of the Phoenix  
 
That High School will always have a part of my heart
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 748
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SUGGESTIONS
Today 4:58pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:44pm by Anne-Ri999
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:20pm by Anne-Ri999
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:11pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:53pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:03pm by Josh