I leave tomorrow and will spend a few days with my parents in San Francisco, before returning home to enjoy the rest of my break. 2 weeks which surely will not be long enough.
So how does it feel to be a year and a half away from getting that degree? Great. It's been a long hard road. Medical school has been very different from what I expected. The material is not extremely difficult. It's the amount of material, it's the hours of work required, the mentally and emotionally draining part of it all that makes it so hard. Ironically, there is so much isolation and oftentimes selfishness that comes out of wanting to work with people and help people.
The Battle
I want to run, I want to hide Get me out of here Doesn't matter where - anywhere, but here Yet here I sit, here I stay My chosen path, I chose this way
Everyday I walk through this battleground
Rarely a moment to ever look around
One step at a time, an occasional misstep
A stumble or two
Down on my knees, I scream out
Muffled I must hide the pain
Silent streams of tears lost
When I signed up for this - I didn't realize the cost
It's all worth it - they say
I'm in so deep, no choice but to stay
Battle it out & rise above
It is not a war to win
But a compromise made
I am different and will be different still
When I walk off this battlefield
Scars and pieces of me lost
Tougher I will be, more jaded too
It's inevitable
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