Don’t tell me that behind the register is where I’m meant to be
With two degrees
I want to move on, not settle
So finding help is instrumental
I’m not ashamed but I’d rather be making change for the world than
Making change for groceries
I get it, maybe I don’t drive
But should that drive me away from every opportunity?
Is it my clothes? I like to shop no problem.
Let me pick up a suit and we’ll find a job that suits me
You may look at me and say Is she serious? Can she be?
I’m young and fun that does not lead to the conclusion that I can’t take life
Seriously.
And let’s be honest
While it may seem that I am only book smart, I have endured, I know pain, I have pushed through
Just because I know pain doesn’t mean doesn’t mean I am willing to share or I need to prove anything to anyone
