Day one

Think 'Good riddance - nimrod - GreenDay!

Another school year starts, a job fucked up along the way.

Time leaves you here to rot,

and so, you're stuck again.

So, make the best of this test, no questions, why?

It's not a hellhole, but a punishment for your crime.

It's something uncontrollable, but so it's meant to be.

I pray that in the end things will be fine.

So, take your assignments and your lessons not to mild.

Working behind your big desk your sur to get them down.

Papers of success and some bleeding all the while.

For what it's worth they hope it's worth your while.

I hope I'll pass this time of life.