Undecided
People keep asking me were are you going to college
And don’t you wanna do something to gain more knowledge?
I respond with “Either college one or college two”
The same as I always do.
When I was little people told me I could be who ever I wanted to be
Now I find out, that’s only if you get a degree.
Fit these requirements, and fit those too
I apply for colleges until I turn Blue!
One day I hope to figure it out,
But for now, I just wanna screem and shout.
I guess the truth is, I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up,
And some times that thought makes me wanna thow up.
I wanna make a difference or change a life
But defiantly not with the help of a knife
If I spend the rest of my life in a school,
Will people think im some fool?
Who ever I am, and where ever I go
I hope I always get to show,
Your future is always in your frame,
So don’t, let it be lame.
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