I hate school

I hate school
from the depth of my heart.
It's so dull and boring
from the very start.

I hate the crowded classroom -
it resembles an age-old attic;
highly unimaginative,
it is stuffy and static.

The atmosphere is bad,
the teachers are no better;
their dull, uninterested attitudes
make me mad as a hatter.

The huge papaerwork and the deadlines -
it's routine mechanism, a living hell.
Tension keeps rising throughout the day
I wait for the final bell.

On top of this the boys -
they don't like me at all.
They greet me with wolf-whistles,
at times a cat-call.

They make fun of me
and snicker behind my back.
I've tried to be friendly
but I just don't have the knack.

Their whispering is louder
than the loudest shout;
and the adjectives they use for me...
can never be repeated aloud.

The boys hate me.
I do the same.
I hate the teaching staff.
They reciprocate without shame.

But despite all this,
one has to follow the rule:
willingly or not,
the Principal has to go to school!