Highschool, what am I going to do
"Start high as high as you can"
Latin and sciences
It was great, I passed everything
Math and sciences
My motivation is missing
Nothing adds up
Behaviorsm and languages
But I can't pass French
Nailed it just barely
"What is happening to you"
Nothing adds up

There's a glimmer in the distance
They all say don't go there
Tears in my teacher's eyes
Please don't leave
You can still make it
Don't throw this away
But the canvas is calling me
The soft brushes and crayons
The colors and pictures
The creativity is there

I built my skills up
And I take the extra lessons
On landscape drawing
I stop showing up
Nothing makes sense
I fell asleep in class
My body gave up
"What is happening to you"
Nothing just leave me alone
Second semester, great record of attendance
But my motivation is out of reach

Lost the year, what now
Technical studies, that's me
And I found my tribe
The grasp in my neck
That I needed
Someone who sees through me
That was you and I can't thank you enough
Just for being who you are
The class is full of freaks
Just like me
This is where art school payed off

You took my hand
Asked me no questions on my past
And pushed me through
Like there was no question
That I would make it
Graduating year
Somebody wrote it on a piece of paper
"You can do anything, if you want to"