i wrote this a while ago

I'm tired of being talked at instead of to
of pathetic girls
of assessments
of having no idea what i want
of being hungry and unhappy
of pens leaking and breaking and running out of ink in the middle of an exam
of having no talent and no motivation
of cold class rooms
and crows
of reading books i'm told to instead of ones i want to
of writing to please
of being angry and upset and tired
of messy handwriting (my own)
and computer speak (ell ohh ell)
of no-one caring
and everyone caring too much
of blue lines and red corrections
of loudmouths and blank looks
of words and phrases
of plastic chairs and plastic-er cheese
of feeling helpless and uneasy
of not knowing and not wanting to ask
of having to ask and not being told
of pretending and practicing
of the same house in the same street in the same hole
of kittens and cats and meows and purrrrs (because i miss them)
of swearing and nicknames
and dyed hair
of snickering and pointing
of being right and told you're wrong
of songs that are rip-offs
of time passing too slow
but too fast
of miss interpretations
of running out of space in a note pad
of spelling mistakes
of waiting and being late
of being the only one
of being no-one
of not doing what you want and doing what you're told
of messages that don't make sense
of having to let go
of having to remember when it hurts
of bells and warnings
of rushing
of having to finish when you're not done
of...