Goals set without hesitation
Better life, the only motivation
My field of study, the inspiration
My education, dead reputation

Dead is my very own dream
Drowning in a shallow stream
Dry, no sign of green
Knowledge wasted, all left is a dire beam
And impatient hopes overflowing like melted cream.

Dear education, you have robbed many years of my being
I was told your path would make a better scene
I played my part, did you not see?
All I ask is for my turn on the screen
Hesitation has become your mission
Motivation has parted with the vision

My inspiration has failed to make things easy
Education I ask for us to be even
This all because my future plans are starting to get greasy