It's as if the light just flicked on.
Something in my head just told me,
"I miss school and I want to go back."
Boy was I frontin'.
If only I hadn't wasted the last year.
Money well spent on experience;
Money wasted on education.
However, I can't help but admit:
I've learned more in the past year
(about life)
than I have in the nineteen years prior.
I think, no I know I want to be a writer.
I want to shine light in dark alleys
and nourish minds of parched valleys.
Thanks Common, you taught me that one.
Being a poet is not only a responsibility,
it's a fantastic reward.
I will represent this, till the day I pass.
And you can pass this on,
to whoever you'd like.