Corrupted fertilization

I was a young Oocyte, full of hope and dream
Preparing for NEET, my future to beam
I worked hard every day, to make my dreams come true
But then I slowed down, and my progress was few

My Meiosis stopped, and I felt so low
I couldn't clear the exam, and my heart was slow
I was shocked to hear, that the exam was a scam
Many students got the top rank, and it wasn't fair to me, it was a jam

The government was corrupt, like a faulty Endometrium
They didn't provide a fair system, and it was all a mess, a bad medium
The Zona Pellucida was broken, and it wasn't right
Many students suffered, and it wasn't a fair fight

But I won't give up, I'll try again with all my might
I'll prepare and study, and make everything right
I'll be a strong Oocyte, and I won't be blue
I'll clear the exam, and my dreams will come true

So I'll keep on trying, and never give up the quest
I'll be a doctor one day, and I'll do my best
I'll help people and heal, and make a difference too
And I won't let the corruption, get in the way of my dreams, it's true.

i feared the monsters under the bed,
i feared the monsters that wept for me and said,
'the real monster is the one you've wed.'

lady justice to whom I bow,
i mean no disrespect when i inquire,
how will you protect freedom now?

how easy would the world be if no one could lie?

A yearning swallowed softly,
In the wake of reality
Never dared to be dreamt -
It fades away, leaving whispers behind.

They follow me as I work, and
Gaze wistfully out of the misty window -
As I lay in my bed, tired
Dreaming softly of worlds (not my own).

Those whispers distract, daze,
Destroy - destroy my life, built so
Tirelessly with my sweat and despair.
How could I throw away all of this,
When I worked so hard to get it?

Those whispers, they answer -
You worked for it, yes,
but you never
Wanted it.
What is it that you want?

And my traitorous mind, it whispers
(no, screams) back -
Dew-dropped meadows, sunsets that
Burn like fallen gods;
Views that steal my breath, suffocate
Until no thoughts remain.

Awe that makes me breathless, paralyzed -
A beauty so vast it cannot be
Understood.
Dawns that rise with me, falling away
Like old skin, the sun raw
On my transformed self.

Oh, I know what I want.

It's impossible for your past to repeat itself. Every moment is new.

Presents under the tree
Screaming parents
Not feeling part of my family
My hair is to blame
My clothes are to blame
I am to blame
An ordinary Christmas
A perfect Christmas