I think not of a time of worse thoughts of
That I confused upon the day I grad
I seek that there might be someone above
Who will give answers that worry me mad?
How will I do on all my tests I have?
Will I succeed throughout my last two years?
If I slack off, will my hard work split halve?
If I devote will I deserve free cheers?
Whether to think of now or think ahead
I still cannot decide of what to do
Amount of money I’ll earn, if I wed
What job I’ll have, maybe a child or two

So long as I work hard, easier’s to thrive,

So long lives this, until demise I’ll strive