I always ask myself what

I always ask myself what it's like for the three bedroom-two bathroom dependents

to fill out applications for scholarships to take weight off of someone else. 

What is it like? One class is three months of working a job that diminishes my soul 

One class is the bat of an eye of your mother 

One semester is something that may haunt me the rest of my life 

One semester is something that may be joked about at dinner two nights, ever

Its all taken care of. 

What is it like