Hidden

I sit in class confused.

What am I supposed to do in life?

Am I supposed to be a Veterinarian, like I want to be?

Or am I supposed to be a nurse, like my mom says she can see me doing.

Most of my talents are hidden, something's I hide.

Not because I hide them on purpose, I hide them because I am not entirely sure what it that I'm going to be post college.

Some of the talents I am recognized for, others I am not.

One of my best talents is sewing, but most people know this.

I like drawing, but not too many people know this.

I just hope I know what I am going to be post college.

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