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Ode to a College App

Oh college apps,

How you’ve forsaken me.

You give me the hope of a brighter future yet strip me of my sanity.

My stress is incalculable, and I never get to sleep.

You demand letters of rec

and all of my money


I’m left to regret all the APs I didn’t take,

my GPA and its weight,

and why I took the SAT so late.

Why I didn’t take IB Pre-K

or the Finnish fluency exam.

Would those make me appealing?

Will that be enough?


So many essays- too many to count,

by the time it’s over, I’m burnt out.

They’re getting worse as I go,

as I repeat the same five answers to twenty questions.


And don’t get me started on scholarships-

How do I find one that isn’t a drawing?

SallyMae, Fastweb, Niche, CollegeXpress

all offer ones I’m not likely to get.


I’m sorry, college apps, but I really do hate you.

You expect me to decide what to do for the rest of my life

when I can’t even vote.


You’ve reduced everything I am and have done

to a couple of numbers

to be accepted or shunned.