been a class of my own since I been grown teachers always gone left me alone to figure out the problems left on the board some easy some hard still I continue to do my best with the mess left behind careful not to rack my brain leading to more pain always prepared for the bell to ring so I can skip next period and go across the street to the store spend milk money on a can of beer guzzle it down throw the can on the ground stained with dry blood of one who obviously ran out of luck standing in a spot where lightening struck more than twice