College, or not?

Do we move on from our failures

or refuse to decide.

Our lives are moving forward,

and no ones on our side.

Our minds are indecisive,

our pockets never full

an educations costly

but a necessary tool.

Our parents look down on us

dissapointment in their eyes

perhaps a degree will help us

perhaps we can survive.

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