Bein a teacher
is harder than peeps thought
Teachin is easy
Resources are everywhere
The world
is in the tip of my finger
One click
and I can get all information I need
Sure it's easy
All I need to do is telling 'em stories I learned since my childhood
Repeating the same old lesson I used to get from my teachers
Passing the same information
Add up some ingredients
Using spices we call technology
Done
But
What about those empty souls
Which need to be filled with joy?
For the light of their life
Been raped by the adult selfishness
What about those eyes
Who have to face violence at home?
Chose to distrust any kind of love form
For there isn't affection that strong enough
to pull 'em from the darkness of fake love
What about a little person
Whose mature before time?
Who think they knew a lot about life
As a matter of fact, they deceived themselves
For the childhood happen only once
No one can go back
Let those little ones
Enjoy their childhood
So when they grow up
They won't be thirsty of it
I ain't a heroine
Only try to love those little kiddos
And I hope
I can save them
With my love
It ain't easy bein a teacher
But I'll stand for them
For the little ones I love
