“whatever”

said his math teacher,

when I wrote out my main concerns.

“Whatever”

she said to my child

as if his mother wasn’t worth the turn.

“Hurry up, I’ve got  mommy duty,”

states the English teacher then.

What am I, chopped liver?

as they tuned out a child’s chance to win.

Wow, just Wow

my feelings numb, because I just don’t see the care.

As if anyone bothering with me

would only be on a dare.

I’ve learned that numbing over the years

to sheath my spirit in a drape

at home,  at school

it’s all the same,

the rent in my heart

continues to gape.

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