College
Where at?
Which one?
ACT
SAT
Stats and criteria
All bundled up into a
heaping pile of stress,
and misery.
Application process…
Don’t even mention it.
Had to join clubs and
sports to make my life look interesting.
The golden ticket.
An escape from this easy going life.
A bloody Hellhole
that’s what life will be like.
Gone are the defenses,
Gone are the step by step instructions,
Gone is the easy pace of High School.
All gone
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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Welcome to the "real" world, M.E.M., where YOU now handle your own life! It is a great feeling, sometimes it sucks, you have nobody to blame but yourself, but you are now the conductor of your own symphony! 🙂
You could have put this poem into 'Reflection'.
Keep on writing, you are good!
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