"Did you find everything okay?"

I am a student.

An aspiring engineer,

a woman, a mere statistic.

A minority at an engineering university,

I like being this kind of statistic.

I am a part time cashier.

Making school affordable is my job,

"Did you find everything okay?"

They have, and so have I.

I found my place, my school, my calling.

How can they tell me that without money I don't belong?

Money is all too crucial, and it shouldn't be.

I don't want to leave, and yet I might have to.

And then I'm just another statistic.

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