Let's pack our things and leave. Let's take what we need the most and find some place far away. Let's drop everything and go. It's the constant war I have with myself. Every day! How can one want something so bad and not go for it? How can I not do what my body, soul and mind are DYING to do?
Can I do it? Can I drop every aspect of my life and just walk away? God, sometimes I shout WHY NOT?! Leave medschool, pack my bags, get a ticket and just go. Go somewhere far away, and start all over again. Start fresh from scratch. Be someone else, and live it differently. I wonder if it's medscool, or maybe it's just everything. Did I make the right choices? Did I get it right? Or have I made the biggest mistake of my life? I feel like I should have the answers by now. I've got this far into medschool and here I am, doubting every decision I've made.
Take me away, save me; someone, anyone, please SAVE me. Is anyone even listening? Does anyone even know? Do they even understand? I want to leave, I want to leave everything behind. To leave and not look back; to walk away and feel no regret; to wake up and see a different world.
Will I walk away at last and start fresh? No. Will I regret waking up tomorrow and finding myself confined within the same four walls? Yes; indeed I will. But that is not enough reason to push me to drop everything and run away. We fight. We push on. We struggle to get to a better place. Running away is the easy way out, but life was never meant to be easy.
Can I do it? Can I drop every aspect of my life and just walk away? God, sometimes I shout WHY NOT?! Leave medschool, pack my bags, get a ticket and just go. Go somewhere far away, and start all over again. Start fresh from scratch. Be someone else, and live it differently. I wonder if it's medscool, or maybe it's just everything. Did I make the right choices? Did I get it right? Or have I made the biggest mistake of my life? I feel like I should have the answers by now. I've got this far into medschool and here I am, doubting every decision I've made.
Take me away, save me; someone, anyone, please SAVE me. Is anyone even listening? Does anyone even know? Do they even understand? I want to leave, I want to leave everything behind. To leave and not look back; to walk away and feel no regret; to wake up and see a different world.
Will I walk away at last and start fresh? No. Will I regret waking up tomorrow and finding myself confined within the same four walls? Yes; indeed I will. But that is not enough reason to push me to drop everything and run away. We fight. We push on. We struggle to get to a better place. Running away is the easy way out, but life was never meant to be easy.
