I once was a teacher. years after the fact. I grew up clueless. with no clue to react. now I found some power, with the words that i spoke. it was time to teach a lesson, stimulate asleep brains to awoke. the students were a third my age, but still could read the page, they gave me motivation to push to a further stage. their creations left me blind, to the old world as it was. they made me laugh and love, they were kids so just because. I gained the satisfaction, that I'd always strived to reach. the day i had a voice, was the day i got to teach.