Temporary

The endless chapters to read

the endless packets to study 

I want to make sure my future is not muddy 

I push and push and push to have a life I always dreamed of 

one where I walk with a purpose to save lives 

and feel the adrenaline and drive 

that dream of what I know I will be is what inpires me

to keep on going although I might feel wary

I know that these feelings are temporary

This poem is about: 
Me

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