You were made to dream. Made to believe. Made to have unbreakable faith. You were made to put everything you have into something. Made to count on it. To rely on it. To know it will always be there. You were made to be wrong. You were made to be let down. Made to question … More Don’t forget what you were made for.
The cultivation of a practitioner I will decide to be a doctor. I will pack up my things. I will leave my family, my friends. I will be nervous. I will hear a speech at orientation where the speaker says, “Look around you. These people are your family now.” I will not want a new … More I guess I write poetry now.