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I remember the day,
Back when it was all games,
Back when nothing was gray
And all you had to learn were names.
The years went by,
The classes got harder.
Music Is My Life,
Let The Lyrics Be My Spirit,
The Melody's My Emotion,
So I'm Hoping That You Hear It,
Music Is My Passion,
To That I'm Truly Dedicated,
I've Been Chasing My Education,
I dream of a fun life,
A life full of friends who care
A life that is lived to the fullest.
Before that can happen,
College must happen.
Before I reach the life I want to live
I need money, and i say this with all seriousness.
I need money, I am alone in this world
I have no home in this world
will i beg, no, but i will ask, please give me a dollar,
will you give no, because you assume.
You always say "don't confuse success with wealth"
so would you shut up about your salary?
You chose the teaching life,
the teaching life did not choose you.
I’m the girl they call goodie goody
Goodie goody?
I think not!
Goodie goody my ass!
I’m the quite girl who sits in the front of the class room, answers questions when asked
Get up, run, shower,
school is in an hour.
Wait...
No! My clock is slow.
Sh*t. I'm screwed. I gotta go.
Throw powder on my face,
hope my mascara is in place,
grab my keys, sprint out the door,
I am writing this poem to get a scholarship, you guys have some extra cash and I need a lot of it.
