Enter the years of no constraints  

A free metro card, a desire to explore 

And presumably, 

All the time in the world.  

Oh man, what a blast this’ll be. 

Fast forward some time, 

Textbooks laying all over, 

Deadlines nearing,  

A lack of direction and purpose, 

And a sense of dread upon me.  

Now I sit with the dean of academics  

Discussing my leap of “absences”, 

Lack of handing any work in, 

And that sense of dread, 

Now present in front of me. 

Well shit,  

I really messed up now, huh? 

I mean, 

It’s not all that bad, tho. 

Reports cards come in. 

A few bumps in the road, 

But Cs get degrees, right? 

Now enter a new chapter, 

A sense of dread nearing, 

This reeks of a bad omen,

Yes, a similar setting to old years.

Textbooks laying all over 

A sense of dread approaching, 

But wait just a second, 

I won’t allow for this again! 

Marching down to office hours, 

He headed with determination set. 

Straight As and Bs on a transcript, 

Yes, that sounds about right. 

Cs may get degrees, but 

Honors and beyond is fit 

For the one named Jesse.