Dear Every High School Teacher

If you think that I only started being ‘moody’
When my hormones kicked in,
Then you didn’t know me
When I was a kid.

What six year old little girl
Walks around her house
With a poster that says
“Help me”?

What eight year old little girl
Puts a sign on her door
That says
“I feel hated”?

What fifteen year old girl
Can’t stop herself
From always being so
Angry?

How could a child
Who was “always happy”
Grow up so sad?


Perhaps it’s because
My best friend
Was ripped away from me
At five years old
By a liar of a mother
And a disinterested father.

Perhaps it’s because
My childhood sweetheart
Didn’t care about me
The way that he always
Put across.

Perhaps it’s because
I found out too early
How sad the world
Really is.


Or maybe I’m just messed up.
I’ll admit it
And it’s okay.

Here’s what I have to say about it.

I’m sorry to all the people
Who thought that I was always happy
And normal as a kid
But I wasn’t.

Okay?

(Do you hear me?)
I was miserable
As a child.

And I know how much you tried
To make me happy
And to make me smile
And maybe it worked sometimes.

But they weren’t lasting effects.

So stop trying.