I have been depressed,
I have failed because of my learning disorder,
I have been left behind in my group.

I want to be a neurologist.
I want to be able to help.
I want to know why people act out.

Eight years of schooling, and research, and internship.
Eight years of temptation to give up.
Eight years of wisdom coming out of it all.

I will be in debt, but I have been admitted to school.
I will have many jobs, but I have connections in hospitals.
I will be tired of it all, but I have parents who encourage me.

And in eight years, I will be able to study, and find a cure for depression and A.D.D.