While I struggle to find my identity, I must fight with the last ounce of my strength to maintain my grades; to strive beyond others; to break boundaries set by my predecessors. It is a tough job. I bite down on my lip dawn after dawn, dusk after dusk. It is the journey heaved onto my reluctant shoulders. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. Why me?

This is the truth of life. Things never are what you want them to be. Yet it is also the truth that this is not so for all. I may grudge my unfortunate fate, but I cannot deny the pleasures I have enjoyed. I savour every moment because I am alive. Because I have a roof over my head. I may not live like a king, queen, or any noble, but I do live a reasonable life. Yet being human, I grudge this life of mine. I reject it. I want a refund. I want a better deal. Greed. That is to be human. It is to want more. The thirst for what is unattainable.