But The Label Makes Me Feel Better

I can see you, force pushing me

I have named you

Put you in a box (with a neat label).

 

But it’s still happening.

I’m still pushed

it keeps happening

I know why, though (this is comforting somehow)

But I know it won’t end well

 

Not for me

Not for us, many of us, most of us

Even those that think they aren’t us

Especially not you, you think you’ll be fine (you always are)

 

But when you push something by a cliff

To the edge, off the edge

Sometimes (not always) you are pulled too (not you)

To the bottom, together, where we all end broken (yes, you too)

And the box is shattered.

It didn’t protect anyone.

So Irresponsible

Go to college, they said
(to a kid from the trailer park)
You have scholarships, they said
(to a kid from the trailer park)
You can afford it, they said
(to a kid from the trailer park)
Loans will cover the rest
It’s only 20%.

There are no jobs, they said
(to a kid with student loans)
Go back to school, they said
(to a kid with student loans)
You will have scholarships, they said
(to a kid with student loans)
You’ll be able to afford it
It’s only 20%.

We want you in public service, they said
(to a kid with expensive degrees)
You can afford it, they said
(to a kid with expensive degrees)
We won’t ask for more than you can pay, they said
(to a kid with expensive degrees)
We’ll forgive the rest
Up to 100%.

So irresponsible!  So foolish!
Went to schools you couldn’t afford!
Took a job that didn’t pay!
This is your own fault!
You should have made better choices.