Senior year of an undocumented student

My body is tense, my muscles feel like cold steel, I feel a knot in my throat, I can feel my heart rate rapidly increasing as I look at the eligibility requirements; I am in the top of my class, my GPA and personal achievements qualify me for so many scholarships, but because I was born 2,205 miles away from here and brought to this country when I was 5 years old I am not able to receive many opportunities, it fills me with frustration and anger and makes me wonder if a degree is worth it.