I am a door. I open in and out.
Today, I let in a teacher.
Then, I let in a bunch of different students, some rowdier than others.
I could sense the atmosphere of tension as the teacher went from having a good day to a bad day after reading substitute notes.
Then, the kids had detention inside the classroom punishing said loser students.
Afterwards, I had kids decorate me. It was nice being touched.
Although, I’m pretty ugly and will probably lose a beauty pageant.
But it’s not the outside that matters, it’s the inside.
