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My income doesn't match my aspiration


My income doesn't match my aspiration My grades don't even match my dedication My population doesn't math representation College is barely part of the equation I'll be lucky if I last till graduation How am I supposed to live when my intelligence is wasted on a useless occupation? How am I supposed to perform if I can't afford medication? How am I supposed to teach without all the information? How am I supposed to love myself without any validation? What the fuck am I supposed to do in a society where my biggest revelation is that the only place my income matches my aspiration is in my imagination?
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