The Most Frustrating Hunt

They tell me that I need to search

That all I have to do is look and I can find it.

Easy for them to say.

Yet here I am having a fit,

Trying to find this little shit. 

It gets to the point that I don't care anymore.

"I tried that. There isn't anything there. I can't do that." 

Constant let downs and dissapoint start to pile up.

Yet here I am yet again

Searching for this little prick.

Maybe this time it'll be different.

Maybe this time I'll find my mark,

Maybe this time they were right.

I mean, I have to pay for college somehow right?

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