Nowhere To Go by Seán

No house, no food, no water. Just walking through the wood. It reminded me of a time when I was a young boy. Just like my mother said, ” If you don’t go to school, you wont get a job and then you’ll have nothing.” Thinking back now I should have just gone to school instead of skipping most of my classes. Even if I was in class I wouldn’t listen. I would just keep talking until my teacher caught me. And when he would turn around I’d just start talking again. What would I do?