A/N: so I got really mad at this girl in my math class the other day and ta dum!!!!! Behold my rage on paper. Sort of. Mwahahahahaha. Eat poetry, bitch.

You think you're a savoir

You think you're the best

But I'll take your little fantasies

And put them to the test

Your mind is cold and dead to me

Your knowledge isn't true

The mind you think knows all it sees

Can't go beyond the blue

You can't see the truth of things

That lies beyond the stars

Ignorance is held by you

It's you behind cold bars

The world will not accept you

You are not the great

Ideas you would call wonderful

We follow with our hate

I won't let you call me stupid

You pathetic helpless bitch

You're forgetting that I'm not like you

I'm a full out, blood born witch