This is my second offering for tonight. It's weaker, I think, but it is a response to the first poem, posted here: http://thechamberedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/poem-day-day-one.html
This is also a TMI poem, because there are many times when teachers see more of their students' lives than they bargained for.
They Think I Don’t See
Stolen pencil
Paper plane
Love note passing
Red shoe lace
Meth mouth
Dope eyes
Straight-edge razor
Insect bites
Cut marks
Tear streaks
Moon-shaped scar
Cell phone texting
Boyfriend’s car
Sneaking out
Freaking out
Taking something
Way too far.
They think
I don’t see them.
They think I don’t
Care.
But I do.
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