Work, sweat and sometimes cry,

deadlines are coming

and the only thing not stopping is time.

Submit your work

and close your eyes.


Take a deep breath

and feel like you made it.

A response from the teacher

would be good if anything was graded.


Hours, days and even weeks pass by,

even new deadlines are on the nigh

to find new ways to make me cry.

Yet, my first assignment hasn't even been analyzed

"welcome to college"

was the only thing ringing through my mind.




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