I think this is the final, just a mid term,
To retest things I should have learned.
The biggest part of my frustration,
When Miss Take fucks me, is it masturbation?
I am still alive, here I stand.
What's the next lesson she’s planned.
If you listened, I hope you agree,
By now I have earned my degree.
After all the things that Ms Take took,
I kept my positive outlook.
Now I am older, wiser, grey-er,
I never claimed to be a player.
But to the top is where I still aim.
Got the best instructor of life's game.
Without her where would I be now?
Maybe less wrinkled above my brow?
Tears and scars prove that I'm livin'.
But, can I ever be forgiven?