Finding the Way
I was born on the first of May
In a hospital in Poughkeepsie New York
I have been through my life with little dismay
But now I come to a fork
Is college worth the money?
Should I continue going to school?
I can see that life isn’t all milk and honey
College is a must needed tool
I will fight
To make my mother proud
Because I do have a right
To stand apart from the crowd
And to be able to say
That the boy born in May
Has given his all every single day
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