Cutting Myself Short
The moment I walked across the stage to accept my undergraduate degree
I knew my childhood days were far behind
I was about to enter a world of job hunting and debt repayment
Oh, the woes of adulthood
If I had the chance, I would do it again
Be a better listener
Grasp the reality that I cannot do it alone
Everyone needs help
Asking for it doesn’t make you weak, but strong
Resources are available
Don’t be afraid to inquire
You don’t want to be in graduate school
Wishing that you should of, could of, or would of
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