Debt
All my life growing up I was told to go to school.
Get an education.
Learn something.
Fill your head with knowledge.
Now take that knowledge and apply it.
Make use of all this debt you are drowning in.
Not just debt that's start with a C and make your bank account deminish.
The debt of stress, and anxiety.
The debt of passion being drained out of you into
Every piece of paper you work on,
Every assignment you complete.
All your sweat and tears that go into school
Applying for loans and paying out of pockets
Thanking the Lord when a grant comes and takes some of the stress off of you
I'm talking debt.
Debt that piles up a mile high
Debt that cuts your wind pipe off until you have to say, "OKAY!"
Sally Mae... I hear you knocking on my door so eloquently.
I hear you.....
Just let me get this g.p.a up
Hold on... just let me get this degree.
Apply for these positions and put my best foot forward
Wait! Just let me get rejected enough times until
I get that one break.
They say all that debt we recur will be worth it
All that stress
All that money loss
All that passion being sucked out of you
Will be worth it
When you put your best face forward and
Earn it
Earn that degree that plent of other Americans never get the chance to touch
Put it to use and smile
Tell the next generation its their turn now
Pass that debt right on down
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