Becoming the Future Me
Sometimes its hard
but I still try
askng myself
is this what I want?
Will I be a good nurse?
Shuold I just go back home and figure something else out?
I'm so close,
I go to classes and work hard
working towardsthe best grades,
but always falling short of an A.
I was told it would all be worth it in the end.
Leaving home and moving away from friends and family
but it's hard not being close,
I'm okay.
Yet sometimes I wish
that the nothingness I sometimes feel would swallow me whole.
I'm so close though
to starting my Nursing classes.
So close to having the job I used to only dream about.
So proud of myself
for starting to become the person that the present me,
could only dream about.
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