Financial Stressing

Go to a private college, that was my dream,

but the financial obligation makes me scream.

Thousands of dollars that is the cost.

Falling into a see of loans, man am I lost. 

Get a summer job my parents said.

So to an ice cream shop I was led. 

Scooping ice cream everyday,

How am I ever going to pay?

At eight dollars an hour,

My finances are going sour.

No help, no financial aid, 

How is this invoice ever going to be paid?

I just want a Civil Engineering degree,

but that seems impossible without any money.

Ten thousand dollars is what they're asking,

and all I can focus on is financial stressing. 


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