Hats

Hat on or off we are all, cowboys.

Cowboys looking for our next bank to rob or next train to stop, because that physics test is moving like a locomotive,

and my NCs are throwing their lassos with the sheriff and his deputies.

But I’ve fallen off the saddle and my ride is off to the sun without me.

Don’t leave me!

My dreams are hidden behind a college degree,

but the bounty on my head is higher then my student loan could ever be.

The bets I placed in the saloon have a higher chance of going up then my grades ever will.

But I will never give up on what I want most, I will draw faster then any shooter the wild west ever seen

I will make the leap to that train

I will go all in even if I all have is pair of 2’s

I want to make my mark, and be rembered.

And if my dreams are at the end of the valley you can be sure I have a posse and my trusty paint ready for the journey.

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