Opportunity
Knock knock.
Who's there?
It's me you see, without a care.
I've worked so hard
And now I see
That maybe that's not working for me.
I don't need A's
And I don't want C's.
What I really need are: memories.
Grades are important;
They'll get you to college.
But they won't necessarily fill you with that kind of knowledge.
Knowledge of the world
And all the beautiful people in it.
A laugh with friends, a smile, the joy of relaxing a bit.
This is what
I hope to grasp:
Joyful experiences that make time seem to last.
Adventures, escapades
That help me to grow
And learn what in life that I truly need to know.
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