'college' 'life' 'decisions' 'growing up' 'school'
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All my life,
I felt no pressure,
Time was in my hands.
Now I see,
It's running out,
Which wasn't in my plans.
With each day,
The clock is ticking,
I'll have to say goodbye.
A first generation latina
Making it out the ‘hood
And attending a prestigious university.
She comes back home,
