Sentiments of a Freshman
Nov 6 · 1 min read
I feel lost with all the words I am forced to read
I can’t keep up and I blame myself for not being good enough
Oh, honey, I thought I got over my insecurities
Turns out it was only wrapped in a new clothing
What do I sacrifice? Leisure, perhaps. Friends, perhaps.
Yet I don’t want my college life to be a repetition of my old self
I used to study by the book. That’s not enough now, though.
What is my end goal here? I am full of doubts.
I don’t even have a God to confess my worries to.
I say I am dedicated to my course yet I delay the things I should be doing.
I am overwhelmed. I drown in pity to myself.
Someone bring back my motivation.
