Note to Self
You are not a statistic
You are not your 3.85 GPA
Or your rejection from every UC
You are not a machine
Or your grade on that test last week
You are a human being
And it is ok to cry
It is ok to lose yourself every once in a while
As long as you never lose sight
Of who you are
And who you want to be
Success isn’t a leather chair
Happiness isn’t a white picket fence
This is your life
So live it as you damn well please
I know, you want it all
You aim so high
You forget to stay on the ground
But continue to chase after skyscrapers
As if they were made for you
And if a woman in a dark suit
Tells you that being at her overpriced school
Will set you up for success
Then fuck her
Because she doesn’t know you
And she doesn’t know how far you’ve come
Prove their system wrong
You are not a statistic
Don’t you dare give up
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