I used to dream of being a flight attendant,
to be able to fly and travel high.
But now that I'm older, my dream feels so far and distant,
like how the clouds pass by in the sky.
I was aware of how financially unstable we were while growing up,
I didn't fully understand it as a kid but I never asked my mom to buy me anything.
Now I feel stuck picking what I want as a job,
because all I want is a career that gives me a high earning.
At school, I'm always giving my best.
I always study to pass the tests,
the same goes for my classmates who got their goals set,
while I feel left out for still being indecisive with a career that I might regret.
Even though I work hard and study,
my grades are never enough for my parents and me.
They say that they're proud of me but are they saying that to make me feel a little happy?
Being a burnt out "gifted" kid is something we're struggling with, aren't we?
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A Lonely Poet's Mind
Poetry"Sometimes I wonder, am I actually pretty like they say? Or are they only saying that to make me feel better because they know I see myself in a different way? Am I the main lead in the story, but everyone prefers the second lead? But this isn't a b...
