What I Was Made For
Right now i'm just fighting.
Dreaming
Hoping
And believing
It seems so far away and hidden from sight.
Behind barriers and walls of barbed wire fences that are going to put up a fight.
But nothing in this world is going to stop me from being
What I was made for
Destined
Fate
Written in the stars
My purpose
My biggest dream and what I live for
As my senior year ticks closer
And clock gets louder
The end of the tunnel gets brighter
And I can taste the victory
College is the next step with my already ladened associate's degree
A jump start in a long haul processes
That's much harder than it sounds
College is where I will buckle down even more
Lost in information
Eating up everything put before me
Knowledge is the key that will open doors for me
A world that I am ready to explore
Nothing will stop me from tearing through pages and memorizing
Deducting and reasoning
Analyzing and forming my beliefs
After conquering college
Comes medical school
Where I will live and breath
My language and what I've always dreamed to learn
I will met people and learn things that I will use for the rest of my days
In ways that I can't even express what it means to me
Residency will begin the the last leg of my journey into a world I was built for
I will race to the finish line
Where I will receive my white coat
And job that is much more than a job
But my lifestyle
As a doctor
I will travel the world.
I will go to the impoverished
destitute
the sick
the dying
the lost
the unloved
all those who need me.
And I will be the light that shines bright into their lives
as I do all that I can to change their world as it collides with mine.
I ask for nothing in return only the gratitude and that satisfaction that comes with living your purpose and your passion.
Nothing in this world can satisfy my hunger
My thirst
My ambition
But being the doctor that I have dreamed to be since the age of three.
That was the first time I wielded a stethoscope and I knew.
I knew without a shout of a doubt what I was meant to do.
Nothing can change my dream
Or take it away from me.
But to get there
In order to make it
I will need help along the way.
So take my hand
And help me to be
All that I can and dream to be.
Even in my darkest days and hours I will never stop striving towards the finish line.
Because I can not live without serving the people of this world
In the way that I have felt my heart beating to do.
For this is more than dream.
It is a passion that is engraved into my soul and can not be chipped away
By any man or anything that stands in my way.