"Teachers know everything"
"Teachers are always paying attention"
"Teachers see everything"
They can see you using your phone in class.
They see you whispering with your friends.
They see your grades falling.
Though, they never seem to see why...
No adult in school sees the child with bruises on her neck
From a "loved one's" oh so loving grip.
They don't see the child bleeding under their sleeve.
Would they care if they did?
Adults don't hear the child's stomach rumbling.
This is his ninetieth hour.
They don't read the note I wrote in class.
The last thing I'd ever write..
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 3:57 AM UTC
"Teachers know everything"
"Teachers are always paying attention"
"Teachers see everything"
They can see you using your phone in class.
They see you whispering with your friends.
They see your grades falling.
Though, they never seem to see why...
No adult in school sees the child with bruises on her neck
From a "loved one's" oh so loving grip.
They don't see the child bleeding under their sleeve.
Would they care if they did?
Adults don't hear the child's stomach rumbling.
This is his ninetieth hour.
They don't read the note I wrote in class.
The last thing I'd ever write..
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