I must admit as well as appreciate,
I have the best father, my good fate.

All along, I had been wrong,
I have been cranky, stupid and ignorant
Yet you were there to make me strong,
And make my incoherent thoughts coherent.

Sorry for my mistake that I did make,
I'll correct it all, For your kindness's sake...
I promise to improve exponentially,
I feel high potentially...
To connect with etiquette,
That I thought you lacked initially..

But you are my dad,
You were meant to win finally
But I promise I would change,
And win this game, eventually

I try to pay attention to the conversation going on in front of me but the only thoughts clouding my conscience are "him, him, him" and despite my best efforts I still think of what it could be like to kiss those lips and feel those hands running up and down my back. The first time I heard him laugh the sound filled my head like a water balloon and I haven't been able to forget it since. His eyes are so tragically blue, so full of sharks and tsunamis, poseidon takes cover when he walks by. You are a tempest but I have always been in love with the rain. The notes on the board mean nothing to me if they don't spell out your name a thousand times. The shows on TV are boring if they don't have a character that reminds me of you. Every song on the radio reminds me of you. I'm not obsessed with you. I don't want you at all. You're just in all of my surroundings and I don't know how to get you out.

The noises in the back
Make it hard for me not to smack
That buzzing fly I can't seem to ****.
All the other students do is make the teacher ill.
English used to be my favorite class
But now I dread it due to your sass.
No, it isn't funny when you shout ****** things
So here I am giving you some tellings
You don't have a purpose
No, you idiot, you are worthless.

Seeing you each day ships many smiles to my life.

© Jl 2016

"Education is an orbit of teachers and students. You are constantly learning from others and circulating that knowledge."
Jl 2004

"When you discover something from someone, the greatest sensation is sharing it with others, and seeing their smiles of information."

                                      © Jl 2005

I need a teacher
to tell me that I'm great
at this writing thing
who will give me constructive criticism
and As
and gold stars or something

Or I at least need a teacher
to tell me that I'm terrible
and should revise
and demand more of myself
and hit the delete button
and do something else with my life

But now that I'm the teacher--
...how do I get better?