What a shame they say

What promise, what potential

Somehow thrown away

i picked up a brush instead of a stem

a bunch of stats for a paper and pen

For what they all ask

What can you gain from a dream

A child's fantasy

i want to live a life without regret

behind a desk that's how it would be spent

No future in that

What about a family

No money for that

what if i don't want that- would that be wrong

if a big house and kids aren't what i long

You'll think differently

Nevertheless how will you

Live in a stem world

while my path is not the most obvious

it is not a penniless death sentence

be rest assured i'll find my way somehow

expression ever needed- look around

Why not use your strengths

Not everyone is good at

Things S-T-E-M

not saying i won't- there'll be times i can

no shame in being a renaissance man