Forget your degree
Forget the money
Quit telling me these things should matter to me.
My passion is more important then money that's made out of trees.
I don't need paper I need dreams.
But yet you say oh you need that degree,
that trip to the money.
What about me?!
What about my passion?!
Should they mean nothing to me because of stupid green paper?
Should I say screw my dreams,
so, I can drown in money?
Are you freaking kidding me?!
Money, money, money.
So, I shouldn't care for the man because I should be looking for a money man?
Just stop right there!
I don't care about the money.
I don't need green paper to be happy.
I just need my dreams.
Forget your money!
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In Between The Lines
PoetryCopyright 2017-2018©️ Ranking 138 in poetry on July 24,2018 Poetry from in between the lines. All the words hidden between the sheets. "If you can't love me in the storm, you can't dance with me in the rain." "What you pursue will soon glow, when t...
