My own personal Hell..(Turtoring)

I wrote this when i was in tutoring for Math. I HATE IT!!!

It's different here,the kids don't speak right.
Everywhere i turn they're talking about a fight.
I'm scared,very scared,can't you tell.
This school,this tutoring,with out you,my own personal hell.
All they talk about is Sex,Money,and Drugs galore.
This is the place i least adore.
It's more of a hate,with a burning passion.
The kids here all have the same fashion.
Pant's to their knees.
Swarming around the class room like bees.
Lord,I know i cuss,Mess up,and Act up a lot.
But I think the lesson you've given me has been taught.
So please get me out of here.
Because the kid next to me has a heavy smell of beer.