I’VE COME A LONG WAY Days of daylight struggle Nights of fluorescent-tube study Laughs of assessor tormentors Cries of a certain unique survivor Life has not been peaches and cream But I’ve come a long way The eyes are heavy The breathe remains calm With cloudy thoughts filling a bleeding heart Tired butts can’t help but fart Life has not been a ride in a Prado But I’ve come a long