I am a teacher's pet, I'm diligent and well-read,
But nobody knows that all this work wreaks havoc in my head.

I'm always punctual to my classes, moving swiftly across the floors,
But even so, it's a mystery what I do behind closed doors.

I may work hard in every class, and always have good grades,
But those marks can't be achieved without my knives and blades.

I smile sweetly at my peers each and every school day,
But in my head I want to cry, I'm worthless anyway.

I am a teacher's pet, and forever one shall I be,
But only for so long can I hide my scars, in places they can't see.