Same fear, same frustrations, same apathy. Nervous to the thought of being serious. Pretending to be serious for sake of a gruesome formality. Trying to cope with all the apprehensions. Packaging a self for a purpose----how am I doing??
It’s good to be here wearing white, bearing a noble cause and dignity. It’s good to have a purpose and be widely accepted. Yes, it’s good to have a sacrifice for other’s dream.
I lose myself when I chose this, I lose my pride, I lose my enthusiasm –my passion. This is far from what I am but I got this far - -should I stop now??
I used the word chose –having choose, there are choices but why did I let such decision wreck my individuality? If I chose this that means at some point I also wanted it to happen or can it be that I just don’t have a self-disposition I can call my own??
I do feel regret but there’s no more room for it right now. What I have is the present; if I contemplate more on the past then I’ll only ruin my present and future.
I never saw myself to be nurse but inch by inch I guess I can learn to appreciate.
Never mind.
Never care.
Never think.
Never know.
Never pay attention.
Never make assumptions.
Forget.
Live.
Be free!!
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