Abandon Your Principals
I won't forget you.
The continental divide that resides in or minds.
It's all I know, even to this day.
You used to sit me down, put me in my place.
A beer gut tells a story but I'd like to think,
I've got the guts to tell my own.
I won't resent you for dismissing me.
This hall pass is all I own.
Principal points and says, "Shut up. Sit down."
I was never anything more than the class clown.
I can see that now.
I concede that now.