Attendance is a
Bitch. Having to fake
‘Concern’ over how they’re
Doing???? When I’ve seen them wagging.
Everytime they lie I see the “she’s buying it…”
Flicker across their face;
Grins
Hardly hidden.
Interval walks to the staff room
Just wind me up.
Knowing students
Love heckling me, compete for the “Hello”, the “Kia Ora”, or the “Hat. Off.”
“Miss, miss miss”, they’re always missing me.
None of them give me a break.
Overtired, and feeling the
Pressure
Quietly pressing down on my
Rigid
Shoulders.
Tense
Under the sheer
Volume of my
Workload.
eXhausted
Yet
Zealous, still. Perhaps overly, either way, it’s a good Z word.