Lately,
I have been looking for an escape
I've already came this far
but not so far where its too late
to turn back or switch lanes
I'm not sure whether I should signal
or push brake
If I change my mind would I be forsaking my faith?
Why do I want to run away ?
It was my initial choice
This road I chose
With everyone standing on the sidewalks
smiling at me , cheering me on
I'm starting to feel like I'm in a corner
and I don't want to be here anymore
I'm tired of hearing
"you're going to be a great doctor"
"keep pushing you'll soon get there doc"
"great you've made it into medical school"
The word doctor weighs down on me
Smothering me and I cant tell whether its what I want anymore
I wish someone could help me
I keep praying but there's this static thats not going away
Is it because people are starting to believe in me
Even when society pleaded with me to abandon my dream
never wanting me to rise beyond this world's hierarchy
My state is like a gas
as I'm being pressured
they're placing a lid on my dreams and I'm ready to explode
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
Lately,
I have been looking for an escape
I've already came this far
but not so far where its too late
to turn back or switch lanes
I'm not sure whether I should signal
or push brake
If I change my mind would I be forsaking my faith?
Why do I want to run away ?
It was my initial choice
This road I chose
With everyone standing on the sidewalks
smiling at me , cheering me on
I'm starting to feel like I'm in a corner
and I don't want to be here anymore
I'm tired of hearing
"you're going to be a great doctor"
"keep pushing you'll soon get there doc"
"great you've made it into medical school"
The word doctor weighs down on me
Smothering me and I cant tell whether its what I want anymore
I wish someone could help me
I keep praying but there's this static thats not going away
Is it because people are starting to believe in me
Even when society pleaded with me to abandon my dream
never wanting me to rise beyond this world's hierarchy
My state is like a gas
as I'm being pressured
they're placing a lid on my dreams and I'm ready to explode
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