The Struggle
Preparing for my future, heading off to school
Preparing to hold mountains of debt,
You say, “This girl, she must be a fool”
But am I still going to take it? You bet
Because education is the road to success
Graduation, on the block. Ready, set
Go! –Wait, I have something to confess!
I have no way to pay, no way to manage!
In high school, this isn’t something they address!
From the get-go, already taking damage
Government, ignorance
Marring what’s supposed to be a new page
Scared enough to, almost, take a backwards glance
Fearing the unknown
I clench my fists, my teeth, take a fighting stance
Gauntlet thrown
Self-educate and rise to the challenge
No one to help; I’m on my own
Click ‘accept’ and cringe
Sign my death warrant
Feel my lungs singe
How can I function with grades and bills in my mind imminently prevalent?
I guess to the government and universities these things aren’t apparent.
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