College

February 19, 2016

I wanted to go,

So badly I wanted to.

But I don't have the money,

And it wouldn't be right, Honey.

I'm trying,

Really I am.

But my best,

Well, it's never quite good enough.

My future is dull,

I can't get shit done.

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