The wait

Being hard working among people I know, struggling even though there was almost everything in front of me, I thought maybe I'd get rewarded someday but so hasn't been the case. My time hasn't come yet and I'm still hoping that maybe it will. I never went to any parties in school, never really bunked, was never the one to take chances, no first kiss, no night rides, you know all the usual stuff school memories are made of! Was always into sports, too busy being the perfect friend, the perfect daughter, the perfect student.

Came to college and realized that whatever I learn't back then was worthwhile. It made me the person I am today. College was the same except that this time it wasn't my parents restricting my moves but myself. What was I supposed to do? Go crazy and create hullaboo? I was the same person I always have been- dull and boring, pessimist and emotional! Its a bad thing I tell you. I am a bad person. Nineteen years of books and notes and at the end of it what do I get? A meager salary for a job wherein at least the past five years of my education apply.

Always the one to play it safe, think a thousand times before taking any step, I guess it is too late to change into a completely new person. Maybe if I had a change of air I'd be able to do that but not here, not now.

One day I'll prove my worth.

One day I'll find the meaning of my existence.