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Dear Future Me…


Dear Future me, I hope you are well

As you can remember I’m not doing swell.

I’ve got debt to my ears,

And I can’t see through my tears.

Classes are hard and I can’t breathe

Because I can’t help but seethe

My life is being eaten, although I whine.

It’s being eaten by this thing called time.

I can’t seem to catch it and make it stop

For I fear I’m about to drop.

 

Dear Future me, I am tired and groggy

Thinking that life is folly

Time goes by here and there

But I wish to stop and stare

Life seems to race so quickly

Even if college life is rather sticky

Moths in wallets everywhere

One cannot help but despair

Oh future me, can you not see?

I need your advice desperately.

 

Dear Future me, I made a mistake

I felt my confidence shake.

For I will not graduate in time

And now I can’t even try.

My wallet is empty and yet I still

Have a hungry debt to fill!

My tears are all that I carry,

Because my life’s gotten scary.

Oh please future me,

Can you not remember my plea?

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<p>Whoops, not supposed to post it here...</p>

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