See? Chemistry is good for something.
I want what I learn to tickle my brain
to make me awake like a summer-time rain
not to poke and to pound me 'til I squeal in pain
I want what I learn to tickle my brain.
I want what I say to cause flowers to grow
to draw a great crowd, to steal the whole show
not to bore fellow man and repeat what they know
I want what I say to cause flowers to grow.
I want what I see to feed my starved mind
to teach me new ways to see humankind
not to cause how I feel to crack, break, bend, or bind
I want what I see to feed my starved mind.
I want what I write to inspire great deeds
for my words to be your creativity feeds
not to fulfill college's essay needs
I want what I write to inspire great deeds.
I want who I am to help me to fly
to change our dark world and to make others cry,
"That girl didn't die and let life pass her by!"
I want who I am to help me to fly.