The biology that runs threw me.

Biology, is what's mixed for me.

What really makes you, you.

And me, me.

I what connects me from you, or makes me not your
responsibility.

What makes someone love me, but the next day is expectable to abandon me.

What runs in my veins, gives you the right to run.

I don't understand Biology, because it's what makes me hate you, and you never love me.

No wonder I failed the class, Biology has never made sense to me.