My Goal, My Future!

No job, no money

in college

isn't funny.

 

Trying to reach my goal

is like im circling in a large bowl.

 

Need money for books, 

don't care about my looks.

 

Money is in the way,

making my hair gray.

 

Living without my granny,

feels like i'm in a cranny.

 

Girls who twerk

will have nothing but a jerk.

 

Be my own boss is what I want!

Not going to flaunt,

cause I got what I want.

 

I have a plan,

don't need a beer can.

Earn my degree

while drinking some tea,

would make me happy as i can be!

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