Broke
Pull the cloak im so broke yet “woke”
Haven’t spoke had to joke
I'm not a pessimistic I just stay true with the statistics
Let's face it i don't have a chance so give me that glance
I'm not troubled I just occasionally tumble
It's all a struggle but i still humble
I probably won't graduate lets get that straight
But i guess it's all up to fate to dictate so lets wait
I can’t pay back loans because i'm not sitting on a throne but i've still got a backbone
This poem is about:
My community