This Year minus Last Year is still Zero

My life is traveling to the predictable destination

of debt and disappointment.

Trying to go to college with no money to pay for it,

getting email after forsaken email about

scholarships that require essays that no one would want to bother with,

maybe two and a half colleges I've applied for.

And to think:

last year,

I was only worrying about all of that.

This poem is about: 
Me

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