Much more to be poor

My First Semester is done! it was really Cool

But my Bank account has me looking like a fool

no one said it'll be easy ,

even less said it was cheap 

So let me just tell you what college means to me:

your Parenrs will be proud

(But only if you Pass)

you'll make more money in the future

(But while your here you'll live off scraps)

People always want to here the good

(but never about the 4am struggle you went threw)

now at the end of the day I'm happy I do go to college

because I believe everyone deserves knowledge

This poem is about: 
Me

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