Something that  is supposed to help us grow.

But at the age of 17, I'm supposed to pick my career? How would I know?

Everyone gives their opinions, like one is better than someone elses.

But really who is to judge my life and my future expenses.

Education is important, I want the best for myself.

But when it comes to college, right now I just need some genuine help.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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