It's been said before

Hidden agendas decide to reveal their identity when you least expect..

Double standards have become commonplace and my poor mind gets lost in confusion trying to differ truth from fraud.

When you're most vulnerable you get blinded by the glimmer of their smile, as their fangs pass unnoticed.

Your tongue sometimes has a mind of its own, forgetting that every wall has ears.

Growing up you discover...
That sometimes..it gets gruesome.
Sometimes it gets down right ugly.
That reality is a bitch, throwing traps every now and then to trip you.

You sadly realize that talent is not always enough...it takes much much more to be something.

Hanging a dream catcher above your bedstead will do nothing more than gather dust in your room.



In my shoes, just to see...What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes...
Just to see what it'd be like to...Feel your pain, you feel mine...
Go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we find~ Eminem

What? How? Why?

It's 3 am. I should've been in dreamland hours ago.
But I can't. I can't focus. I can't sleep.

The photos of  Syrian children dying yesterday haunt me.
Their unjust fate clogs up my veins and I am suffocating with guilt.
Remorse is tugging at my heart strings... And oh how it aches so!

Then in a feeble attempt to swirl my thoughts around...
Trying to summon some sheep to count so I can doze off to sleep,

I remember...
10 more days till graduation.
10 days.. And I will be a dental student no more, 
The sheer thought of being an intern terrifies me at this unearthly hour,
Unspoken insecurities unfold in the dark.
Am I competent enough to precede my name with a "Dr."?
Do I even know what I want to specialize in?
Am I sure I want to be an orthodontist for the rest of my existence? A periodontist? An endodontist?

But what if it doesn't work as planned?
What will become of me?

If I fail at life..what will I do then?


I am aimless, panicking, gloomy-minded.


Syria massacre. Foggy future. 3 am.


"I was waiting for so long... For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong... Hold on and don't shed a tear" ~Celine Dion





P.S. I blame the mosquitoes for my lack of optimism.