This poem is a conversation between a mother and her child, relaying to each other the woes of college life.

Text: From Mom to XXX-XXX-2013:
Sometimes I wish I had things all together,
I wish I could’ve aced every test,
As hard as I have studied and worked at my very best,
I should have known better.

Text: TO Mom from XXX-XXX-2013 :
I can’t afford any more to feel under the weather,
Any more loans, scholarships, or bills,
I could barely manage to buy food for and between meals,
Let alone enjoy after school thrills,
I should have known better.

Text: To Mom from XXX-XXX-2013:
Commuting back and forth to school is hardly a pleasure,
Living at my parents’ where I’m stuck in my crowded room,
Figuring out each day and how to cope with my doom,
Rushing from here to there is more than I can measure,
I only wish, I should have known better.

Text: From Mom to XXX-XXX-2013:
During bus rides, sorting through my thoughts is my only treasure,
Dwelling through smog and pollution on the city street,
Where all kinds of people desire to meet,
I look to the sky thinking “Why couldn’t I be more clever?”
I only wish I could, I should have known better.