one job


So, I'm sitting here thinking about growing up. 

It's so hard to believe, it's so abrupt. 

Working hard,  striving for success. 

That one job, you'd believe its the best. 

"It will change your life in so many ways!"

"All this growing up happened, over only a few long days."

One job, one move, one life, and one scholarship. 

That's how you're supposed to live. 

By trying, and not being intolerate. 

But that one job for me, is simply to have responsibility. 

That's my one job dream. 


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