I am B. R. 😔. K. E

Dear you,
  I feel disheartened by the news you brought, It was supposed to be full of smiles, afterall  I'm graduating Uni soon, the whole world is out there waiting for me with supposedly opened arms. Four years is almost over, the goodness I thought the news would bring suddenly felt bad with the thought of my pocket.
  A shallow, non apologetic depth in my heart and pocket, like they suddenly developed a strong connection, such that has no room for lapses or pores, with expenses staring at me and me at my pocket (which seems to have betrayed me), my parents wouldn't know of how you have dealt with me all because I have that which you lacked, pity, now I sound pathetic to myself, the world is suddenly pushing me away.
  You have made my happy heart know despair, in my time of need you reckon on visiting me, I feel like an hypocrite concerning how flamboyant I used to be, when I haven't met you. Now it seems you planned and timed your arrival with other expenses. You have make me reek of your unruly demeanor, get away from me, you POVERTY.