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Under Pressure


I started college

With very little knowledge 

Of my major,

It made me feel like a failure.

 

I pictured my life,

It was a miserable sight.

I had to decide

Between me and my pride.

 

I chose myself,

And overlooked everyone else.

It helped me prevail,

This time I won’t fail.

 

Don’t choose a degree

Based on the money.

Do something you love,

It determines who you become.

 

 

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