It's tough for me yet I can gaze why Inside of me I could only ask,'Why?' The issues might just be ideas But the truth Burns me, suckles solemnly my heart I left the favourable offer, picked up unaffordable treasure A quality housing, unaffordable treasure It was the wrong choice thought of to be wise It was mystery unknown,a burden uncertain in the premise Maybe ways just a little bit closed Maybe doors are close to be opened I judge not knowing not what time it is yet Or,of, still not knowing what the unveiling of, will be All these things, strife will end Landlord locking the door, all will end No food at all, three days, all will end No good clothing, all will end Two pairs of shoes, all stolen, will be restored Personal principles, all broken, will be restored Especially when I'm done, and I'm home When all the investments bring sevenfold home Supporting the self as a student, not easy Learning and chasing the elusiveness of jobs To push through basic needs, I feels uneasy Oh, I wish I could finish the chapter of books, to save a job 🥀🌹🌷 @billypaul.o