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College?


You are going to have to pay your own way through college they say, And in your mind you want to cry because you didn't want to choose this path. Do you honestly believe that everyday should be this hard and that people could bring this much pain into your life? You sacrifice almost everything to be told that you're a winner of every kind, But the next time you look in the mirror, You see a loser. College won't allow your feelings to pass because you're weak. Best to move your weak ass own and grow up because nobody is going to hold your hand anymore. People have to do what's right in order to understand that not everything is going to be perfect. But why can't it be? Life was never easy and money ain't hard to find except when you need it. Nobody understand how hard it is to stand in the middle. Your choice is now your own. So what is it? Win or Lose? Succeed or Fail? Give in or Give up? Now is the time to make your decision and figure out how to make that money flow.
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