What happened

To truth

To making

Someone's lives easier

Too hard?

Penny pinching bastards

Even scrooge would

Be disgusted

Not even one person

People

A whole department

I'm sick of it

A time in a person's life

Should be joyous

Finished such a

Tremendous milestone

But a full institution screw up?

Seriously?

Do they hire

Idiots off the street?

Or do their minds

Get corroded over time

So they're human-less

Robots

We all make mistakes

We are humans

But not when it's a mistake

Made by

Multiple careless people

And it's their job

To get it right!

I'm sick of incompetence

I'm sick of the evasion

I'm sick of getting the run around

No straight answers

Just one jumbled up mess

What do they get paid for?

To screw with

And piss off students?

Job well done!

I will figure this shit out

Even at the cost of your jobs

You screw with me

I'll screw you harder

No one knows how hard

I worked for this degree

No one can guess

I'm an unwell person

And still made it to class

Did my work

And graduated with the

Highest GPA for me

EVER

An MBA is easy if you're

Healthy as a horse

But when every step you take

Every move, action

Day is a struggle

Then it's an insurmountable wall

For someone with ME

That only a person tremendous with

Inner strength can conquer

Now this?

Oh hellz no!

You and your screw up

Will not ruin my triumph

Because

I am fucking sick of it

Prepare for war

You will not win!