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Feb 2010
We came to college to become a doctor,

a lawyer,

a teacher.

Now we’ve become a stoner,

a user,

a drinker.

We felt so optimistic,

excited

and brave.

Now we’re just hopeless,

overwhelmed

and afraid.

The lives that we want

now seem so out of reach,

years of misery

between us and our dreams.

We eat nothing but fast food

or nothing at all.

We hide in our rooms

and pray our parents don’t call.

We go out and get wasted every night

then sleep with people we don’t even like.

All this just to quiet the voice in our heads

screaming out that all of our dreams are dead.

We have to find a better system,

Create a future we can trust,

before the greatest minds of the future

reduce themselves to a pile of dust.
Written by
Whitney Metz
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   Brenna lesson
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