E.D.U.C.A.T.I.O.N
Education
Eternal mounting debt saught by the government.
Depression, crimpling social anxiety, unwavering suicidal thoughts.
Unrestricted campus rape going unnoticed.
Can I possibly do it?
A twenty-page essay? In a week?
Two minutes of sleep per night?
If you want a job, you will need a P.H.D.
Oh...
Now, I finish my first semester of college.
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