When I was a kid I was always kicked out of class

School was never anything I could pass

They didn't like how I would act

It wasn't ever anything I did on purpose

Id start to panic, but now I just go manic

They were mean to me, every mistake I made Id have to go and take a break

Believe me, It was the only thing I was good at

And somewhere in those mistakes I found something great

I liked getting away, they made me who I am today

I don't talk much, they never liked when I did

I listen more now, how the times have changed

They learned to love me when I learned how to live

I should probably thank them for treating me like spit

I got to admit, its been a great gift