Jarvis Beane
Period 2
5/15/08
Why do teachers always pick on me,
I have trouble figuring this out, can't they see,
Chelsea is distracting, and singing isn’t a crime,
and Bobby always plays the drums with his sticks 6 inches high.
Not I. Mr. Proc are you blind? Or am I just loosing my mind?
Mrs. Hauser can't you see Chelsea is doing her home work, it's not me.
And Mrs. Randall where do you find singing a crime?
Its not in a handbook I can't find #9 to the left of four
oh shit, your right. Ok, I am heading out the door.

I sing and I dance, the world is unexplained.
I love to be depressed, but in this world it’s a shame.
Oh, how come you can't see that all this yelling is not directed to me?
I'm doing fine until I get you on my mind.
Your screaming just isn’t helping me.

Why are teachers always yelling at me,
Why can't I find this out, don't they usually have a key?
Where the hell is my mind,
Sure, do I have the time,
Hey look there's a mime, no wait it's a man being killed,
His blood will be refilled,
I have lost a dime,
It's like going without lemon when you have the lime,
I'm going insane,
I'm going to die,
No, I can't wait to help you find a tie,
I'm telling you I'm going to die,
Does no one care?
Am I invisible, maybe losing hair?
NO not there!
Bullets everywhere,
ships travels far,
but capsized when hitting the sand bar