I stand there in the shower Music playing as I contemplate next year My pulse quickens My vision blurs Hands numb I sit on the shower floor The water pouring onto my back Mixing with my tears as they run into the drain I see my future Swirling down with my tears Beck singing faintly in my ears I’m a loser, baby, so why don’t you **** me ...
No money? Check. Global pandemic? Check. Parents make too much for pell/ scholarships, but not enough to be able to help a lot? Check. Starting college in the fall? Maybe, maybe not. Depends on the money, but my parents don’t seem to get that