My Set of Ways to Change the Past

Ohh, my brain can't take anymore of those memories in my school days during some days in my different years which I should've changed. I know something to put an end to this pain...

(music begins playing)


 * This isn't the way things are
 * So I need to make a real time machine
 * A time machine that looks like my room
 * I hope that nobody's keen


 * I'll gather all my belongings and put them inside
 * Then I'll choose a year and day with a wishing pride
 * For my heart is broken and I mourn over it
 * When I've chosen the date, I'll put the bad parts into the pit

First up, 1999... the year that I was in Baltimore City where the Kennedy Krieger School is. I find some days the teachers forced me to work and do what they told me to do, so I need to rewind them all and change them. One of those days, instead of using my words, I should've killed Ms. Ruth and Ms. Sheri so I can open the door myself and get out of the classroom. And two of those days, I was brutally taken to the desk by the same teachers with cotton balls in their ears telling me to write my own name, but I should instead eat their wrists so one of them will relent to write my name on that paper for me while I run away.


 * And in another day
 * When my music teacher sings "I Am a Fine Musician" and we get to the chorus
 * I'd rather sing "mi" instead of "la" like the others
 * So my teachers would give me a hi-5 for ignoring directions
 * Mi, mi-mi-mi, mi-mi-mi-mi

The next year is 2000, where I had only one day that was difficult which worsens my feelings. I want to change it as well. In the beginning of that day, when Ms. Stacy told me to unpack, I would just leave my backpack closed so I would escape the time-out room in room 8 which was room 131.


 * In its afternoon,
 * When I tried to escape
 * She yelled at me to sit at that desk
 * But after I wailed and bawled, I had to kill her
 * So I would escape again and she will relent with that
 * And at the end of the day
 * My result would be an excellent day on my pointsheet
 * Everybody will see that I'm always perfect

Then, 2004 in KK Middle School, in one of those days, when Mr. Deidre apologizes to me for having a difficult time and I say "that's OK", she should've agreed with me. I'm always at a platinum level.


 * I want to go into the Baltimore City Sporting center
 * Where I'd do the rock-climbing inside
 * Also I want to do over the torus-tube-riding red water slide
 * Only in Six Flags America's Hurricane Mountain with as my own ride


 * And I want all the wiki administrators
 * Whom I listed to apologize to me
 * For wrongfully blocking me for infinity
 * Because I don't deserve that
 * I wanna break free from all those permanent bans
 * Which is not a crime at all
 * They must change the rules and I mean some rules
 * So I would be happy to do anything freely that I always like


 * I am exaltant, not humble
 * Just perfect, innocent, always right
 * Flawless, not disruptive
 * And I'm not a vandal at all
 * They must respect my ways for I was born with autism
 * 'Cause my heart may be broken
 * And it's big, but theirs are still small