Phd Maybe

I lust for knowledge,
My day will come,
Bachelors,
Masters,
PhD maybe,
My day will come,
I believe it,
No faith placed in me,
But from me indeed,
My strength is my rock,
I will follow through,
The language of life,
I know it well,
It is my spell,
You will understand,
The day I receive that third diploma,
My doctorate in English Literature,
That will be the day of true destiny.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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