First Block Biology

Sitting in Biology, Thinking bout Chemistry
Remembering old times, reading the same lines
Same room, same everything as Chemistry
Roger sitting across from me
I look up and no ones there
Its not Chemistry but Bellner's here
Why do they torture me, bringing back memories
Of someone always there, but now hes not
So now who cares? Now who have I got?
I'm the only senior, surrounded by sophomores
They're so immature
I've been there, done that, seen it all happen
They don't know what they're doing
they're brains are spewing with ignorance
waiting to be filled with intelligence
I know it all, more than them
or so i think, there is no link
between them and me, In June I'm free