Maybe One Day....
Maybe one day,
I’ll be strutting down the halls,
A picture of confidence and beauty,
Flowing brown hair and a flapping lab coat
On the way to save a life
But I’m not sure I can be her
That confidence seems unachievable
She’s so far off in the distance, that doctor,
Standing here now makes her seem unreachable
But when I diagnose my first patient
Feel the first thrill of saving someone,
I’ll finally feel that confidence
And the doctor, so full of life and self-esteem
Will be the same person as the nerdy, nervous girl of now.
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