I, Student

I, Student walk lines between

My plans deferred and my wildest dreams

My potential building, shifting, changing

These years will change my life


And in this all I can’t help but think

That my hopes now held will fade if I blink

Focused lost is money spent, life waste

Can I  possibly start low, climb high?


Tests, Papers, Grades, Exams

About a million things to do, only two hands

The right side of these lines is where I have to land

One job, One day could change my life


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