The thoughts that are spinning

The room is spinning, 

the walls are tilting, 

there is a yellow light at the end.

i walk to the light,

and there i see, 

What im suppose to be.

The doctor, The helper, 

the nurse, and the little old lady in the corner.

This where im suppose to be.

To help the people,

To help those in need,

This is where im suppose to be.

The colors are bright,

But people tell me that its not meant to be,

but this is where im suppose to be.

The room is spinning, 

They think that im crazy, but im just a bit dizzy.

But i know where im suppose to be.

All they need is hope,

To help them believe they can make it one more day.

This is where im suppose to be.