What I get
What I want, is what I get
Highschool went by without a sweat.
Striving hard to become the best...
But not at acing those awful tests
Partying and friends was all I cared for
Not those perfect SAT scores.
My friends are gone and now I see,
Four years later without a degree.
Finacial aid won't help me, my mom makes too much.
But she won't give me a single buck.
I work hard in a retail store.
9$ an hour needs to be more.
I don't expect anyone to help me with collage
I just wish years ago I had this knowlegde...
That what I want is what I get,
Being popular does not pay for debt.
~Jenna-Rose Marie~
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