Dear Future
I refuse to go unprepared
Like a curse
I can't go without a plan
I demand a plan
I work hard in preparation, feel nothing but desperation
For I cannot be left without
I don't want to remember the pain of being without
I demand a plan
I see, I work, I take
For I cannot be left without
I've seen the pain that you can withstand
But for myself I will plan
To avoid the pain
I do not step without a trace of what i've found unavailable
For I will make unavailable, available
So for that there's no desperation in preparation
There's only imagination in the pursuit of graduation
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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