Lessons Poem by James Pritchard

I learned a bit from the best,
and tought myself the rest.
Learned german in two years,
and then I put in the gears.
I tought myself Psycology,
and checked my family tree.
Noone good or bad,
no one famous, but all glad
I want to be glad and famous too,
and not just because of some sue.
I figured out, a lesson learned.
It's so simple, but must be earned.
it's the people, that you love and will always be there, the bros
before the ones that come and go the h*es.
I don't mean that in a bad way,
that's jsut how they say.
If before the bros comes anyone,
it must only be the sun.