Slow People

At my school, you can’t survive without sarcasm. It’s impossible. You’ve got “gangstas” in one direction and mean teachers in another. So when I retort with sarcasm, they get angry because they don’t get it. So now I’ve got teachers angry at me because I said something mean, and other kids angry because they are too slow for my humor. Great. I’m in a land of slow people. Almost like being stranded on an island with nothing but trees and fish to talk to.