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What they expect of me


I am to become a doctor

I am to become a lawyer

I am to become whatever they want me to be

They want me to contribute to society

yet society does not want my contribution

 

I began my journey from the very first pages I read

I pick up a pencil or a pen

I complete every single recruirement

writing a story only found in my wildest dreams

yet my work is discrredited and overlook

 

Im left shook 

confused

I do not get to choose

I am to be whoever they want me to be

 

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