Can I Still Do It?
Late nights, tired eyes,
chasing deadlines, racing time.
Pages turn, the clock won't wait,
But my hands are shaking—heavy with weight.
chasing deadlines, racing time.
Pages turn, the clock won't wait,
But my hands are shaking—heavy with weight.
First year, lost in the crowd,
new faces, voices too loud
Crammed notes, sleepless fights,
practicums that stole my nights.
new faces, voices too loud
Crammed notes, sleepless fights,
practicums that stole my nights.
Money's tight, mind's a mess,
lab fees adding to the stress.
Heart is heavy, thoughts run deep,
Thousands of what-ifs steal my sleep.
lab fees adding to the stress.
Heart is heavy, thoughts run deep,
Thousands of what-ifs steal my sleep.
Can I still do it? Can I go on?
Every step feels twice as long.
But stopping now is not my way.
I’ll rise again—I'll find a way.
Every step feels twice as long.
But stopping now is not my way.
I’ll rise again—I'll find a way.
To every student who has ever felt lost, exhausted, and on the verge of giving up—this is for you. For the sleepless nights, the endless deadlines, and the battles no one sees. You are not alone. Keep going; keep pushing. One day, you'll wear that graduation gown, and every struggle will be worth it. ✨💐🤍
#KeepGoing
#ForTheDream

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