One of my teachers
My favorite teacher
Once told me
"John," she said
"You're self-defeating."
And I looked
At her and
Blankly
I turned
It hurt
It cut
Me deep
Into my stomach
Because I knew she was right
And I knew
What I knew
And that was exactly
What came out
Of her *******
Mouth
But what she didn't know
Was that I couldn't help it
Still can't and
Still it cuts
Me like
Hamburger
And after
I walked back to my chair
And suddenly
She wasn't
My favorite
Anymore