Self Love School

Self Love School Graduating never hurt so bad The teacher was always my best friend He taught me how to behave myself Taught me the art of making amends He focused on how to love myself His syllabus crammed with self respect He taught the mastery of coping And what life brings on me, to deflect I walk the aisle of Self Love School My professor seated in his place My diploma is warm, full of life Tears stream down mine and professor's face January 23, 2010