Dilemma
My name is Emma
I’m stuck in quite a dilemma
You see, how can a young girl pay for school?
Everyone tells her that there’s just one rule
Scholarships are the way
They’ve helped everyone to this day
The trick is to just sit down and apply
But making the effort, is what everyone denies
Now how to get myself to focus?
When I keep telling my mom that this is bogus
I realize now ill be completely broke
“Scholarships save me” is what I spoke
I finally sit down in front of the computer
For this, I’m not in need of a tutor
Now I’ve got my head straight
And of course it’s not too late
I thought I could make this sappy
But then no one would be happy
Full of joy is what a scholarship would make me
I guess ill just have to wait and see
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