College.

Moving away from our families

Coming to a new city that no one knows

We all go through agony

Eventually it will all be ok, we suppose

 

We go through years of pain

As well as a waste of tons of money

Which makes us strain our brain

Just to make it through our years of studies

 

We might learn a lot

We may gain some vital experience

Even though it is not always what we sought

Our lives just might end up luxurious

 

 Not only that but we just might find our wives

Which will only lead to happiness

And that becomes the story of our lives

Especially without her angriness

 

We have not gone far

Home is always where the heart will be

But this is who we really are

College is where we find who we truly will be

This poem is about: 
Our world

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