Remember that to be a teacher is to be despised,
You’ll be hated by your students
And by parents, criticized.
You are never thanked when grades high, though,
You are always blamed
When grades are low.
You’ll learn to face a room full of indifferent teens,
Trying to engage them
By almost any means.
Ignore their rolling eyes that look at you and mock.
And pay no attention when
They keep watching the clock.
Just remember that your job is for the greater.
They may hate you now
But they’ll appreciate you later.