Cry of a student

I haven't occupied this space for a while so I thought I would share a poem with you. This is inspired by students worldwide. The style was adapted from what a friend of mine wrote.

Cry of a student


Times are hard.
Like real hard.
Like '9p noodle' hard,
Like 'skipping lectures to try and claim back fees' hard,
Like 'baked beans 21 times a week' hard,
Like 'i would sell the clothes on my back' hard,
Like 'how many times can i give blood?' hard,
Like 'crying when i see chips on the floor' hard,
Like 'slow down, this tshirt is for the week' hard,
Like 'Blackberry messenger? Where is he i'm starving?' hard,

Like 'Vans? Sorry, no speak dutch' hard,
Like 'is that a digestive under the couch?' hard,
Like 'fasting is not a choice' hard,
Like 'hot water? No no, no speak german' hard,
Like 'who's going to morleys to get salt tonight?' hard,
Like 'we've been making live versions of eastenders for years' hard...
Yep, real hard.
C'est tres difficile indeed...
Times are hard!