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~

This poem is about: 
Me

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