Using

I use art to leak out my latent desires
Probably not alone in that score
The reality of my existence
Maybe I should have created folklore
Even in high school
School bus quite a scene
Head banger music
As if from my worst dream
Students into alcohol and weed
So loud was that ride
Couldn't wait to get off
If only so I could hide
The happiest day of my then short life
A driver's license I declared
Worked out with running track
I was then anything but scared
A concern with world events
Felt like the only one
Now in reflection here starts the depression
Bipolar at it's dawn
On to the then top party school
Full of temptation's song
For me my weakness was a watergun
Giving in to temptation was long
The freshmen year not that adventurous
Not even that first lay
Nose in the books like my roomate
No much more to say
Teaching heard me calling
For sure tons of fun
But special education is very demanding
All my thoughts to that seemed to run
Except for the coaching which
Took even more of my time
At times felt sad for my dog
As I tried to get through the grind
To bring it to the present
Gearing up for one last degree?
Addicted to the charms of the class
The geyser seeking a phd!