A degree of change, A degree you hang. A degree they name- It’s still a piece of paper. A life you rearrange, A plan you re-stage. A relationship you disengage- Can’t it wait until later? A stress you carry, A debt you marry. A burden you bury- Under the paper weight of books. A dreamer made dreary, A wanderer made weary. A question or a theory- Could they be the crooks?
okay colleges, but did you really have to waste all that paper to tell me ya don't want me? I got it. Not for everyone.