Bottomed Out
Growing up I always thought I would go right to college, I thought I would prosper and gain some knowledge.
Now that I sit here to see what changed, I realize now I just had to rearrange.
When money in college ran out I had to make a deal, I went to a recruiter and my head started to reel.
Next thing I know I’m in a bus, then all of a sudden some ones yelling to rush.
They promised to pay for my school, but they ended up breaking that rule.
I turned to my mindset to see where I went wrong, I realized I’ve relied on others for far too long.
I’ve blamed others for my poor planning, Which is why I’ve only had growth mind set to get me to where I’m currently standing.
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