The way things are
I'm good at a lot of things but I'm never the best. I'm content with where I stand right now, and I think to myself, the reason why I'm never the best is because I'm content with the way things are. I don't have strong motivations, or if I do, they never last for me to finish through with my aspirations.
I have many ideas, but never the conviction nor the patience to bring them to life properly. I edit things out and keep things happy and smiley and shiny in my head. The holes get filled up with indifference and denial. My feelings are jumbled up, and change from second to second. I get what people are trying to tell me most of the time, but I don have the eloquence to tell them that I understand.
I have great ambitions but I'm not sure if I'm able achieve them. I have great expectations on myself but I do not believe that I can take the first step to live up to them.
I hate it when friends pigeonhole me, even if it might be true, but I'd like to think that I'm more versatile than that. Which might not be so true.
Most of all, I don't really know if the path I'm taking is correct, even though this is a question I should have long answered two years ago. I could have been a doctor, a vet, if I really fought for it. I truly believe it. But I lack the faith in myself.
Maybe putting this in black and white will let me find that something to push myself into doing something truly great, and live up to my own expectations.
I have many ideas, but never the conviction nor the patience to bring them to life properly. I edit things out and keep things happy and smiley and shiny in my head. The holes get filled up with indifference and denial. My feelings are jumbled up, and change from second to second. I get what people are trying to tell me most of the time, but I don have the eloquence to tell them that I understand.
I have great ambitions but I'm not sure if I'm able achieve them. I have great expectations on myself but I do not believe that I can take the first step to live up to them.
I hate it when friends pigeonhole me, even if it might be true, but I'd like to think that I'm more versatile than that. Which might not be so true.
Most of all, I don't really know if the path I'm taking is correct, even though this is a question I should have long answered two years ago. I could have been a doctor, a vet, if I really fought for it. I truly believe it. But I lack the faith in myself.
Maybe putting this in black and white will let me find that something to push myself into doing something truly great, and live up to my own expectations.