College Student
College is suppose to be fun and free but let yourself
get distracted like me. The goal was to stay focused and don't slack but I got
carried away with freedom and now I'm outta whack.
Started good in the beginning and it felt real good, then I got to comfortable
and now worried. See my OG got robbed and it shook me a lot
that I got unfocused and I didn't rebound. Started off good and I was happy as
I can be, now I'm sad as a clown with my hands and head inbetween
my knees. All I wanted to do is get good grades and make my parents proud now
im looking at myself in the mirror with my head held down.
If I get another chance I won't take it for granted I will be better than I was and
have a better plan to be the best college student I can. I learned
my lesson and I have grown to be better, I won't slack like I did in the past, with a second
chance I will work my way to be at the top of my college class.
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