Song: The First Teacher

She was the first teacher
to ever smell nice
She was the first teacher
to have a soft voice
She was the first teacher
whose interest was real
She was the first teacher
who taught me how to feel

Compared to Stephan
my drawing was crude
Compared to Stephan
my drawing was rude
My drawing was empty and devoid
My only belief was a lie

I had such a long way to go
and time was moving much to slow
I had such a long way to tread
on a journey through the darkness
and the pain in my head

She was the first teacher
to question who I was
She was the first teacher
to show me I was lost
Suddenly I saw through the lies
She unpicked the stitches from my eyes

first teacher

 

 

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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