I sit down at my desk and patiently wait for my name to be called. I look around and i see a mixture of faces, some are happy, others sad, and few seem careless. At last I'm called and my teacher bears a big smile on her face. I walk up, take my paper, and Congrats is all I am told. I sit down at my desk and look at my paper. Straight A's all the way down. A classmate leans over and says " Congrats." I am left speechless. The bell rings and I'm the first one out of class. It takes me a minute to get my things and I quickly exit the building. As I'm walking on the sidewalk I continue to stare at my report card and tears trickle down my face. This small piece of paper is all that makes me worth something. My thoughts, ideas are meaningless, even my feelings! No one cares that I love candy or that poems are my life. No, alll that matter are my grades. I HATE IT!!! why is being smart the only thing that counts?!?!?The day i fail a class will that make me be worthless and useless? I tear up my report card into pieces and throw it on the ground. Tears of frustration fill my eyes and without looking back i continue to walk. Let me worthless and meaningless becauseI could care less. I'd rather be ignored and trampled on than be appreciated for silly letters on paper. I walk back and pick up the pieces of my report card. When i get home i place them on the table . Let my parents see what i think of my life because it's my choice. And I choose to have my report card be shoved up my a** than admired upon because the worthless one is that paper not me I wrote this forever ago and i know its not a poem but i wrote it in this format because .......well i don't know i just write whatever like this in my notebooks but yeah...its an okay piece of writing i hope you guys like it !!!
Worthless????? U R Not Worthless And Now U Have Some Ready To Catch U If U Do Fail A Class Lov No Matter Wat LUIS
