audacious,
the guy that I used to depict
so clearly.
Now is fading away.
I had an inkling that I liked him,
but now I rebuke him.
He was rude,
and a slovenly little kid.
He was a
lacking, lackadaisical lackey,
whenever I think about
that menace to society.
I bet he pilfered from everyone,
time, love, friendship.
Great, I lost a whole year of life,
definitely not conscientious.
As I embarked on a journey called
"Surviving School,"
a profuse number of times,
I tried to help him
stuck on his notebook.
Trying to create a serene environment,
so that he wouldn't be distracted.
He rankled me each day,
"retard" "stupid" "ugly"
"go to 'em stupid"
Self-absorbed,
never self-conscious,
always attempted to be prudent.
And always failing.
I can't recall if the teacher
ever confiscated anything.
I didn't meet his father
but I assumed he wasn't a
mutiny like his son.
He was the heart of evil.
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