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Click hereI hate to be that girl at the front of the class.
This momentum to learn pulls and the desk digs into my ribs
With every question I feel the Need to answer.
With everthing said I have an opinion that either
satisfies my question or will maybe change
the room's opinion and perception on things...
For Life.
Better a room than no one.
I feel the pressure. I see the rolled eyes. I feel the distain. The Apathy.
Conversation. Opposition. You learn me and I'll learn you.
You teach me. Let me teach you.
Do not wave off my hand when it's the only one in the air.
Do not let my hand sink slowly, deafeated in despair.
You have no idea what I have to say.
Class is supposed to be thought provoking in a way.
Do Not Stifle me.
I love to be the girl at the front of the class.
-meg Leo