Nevertheless

Teachers, educators,

Am I really going to be holding those statuses?

Ambitious, prestigious,

Am I able to have those until the end of my services?

Patience,

Easy to say yet not easy to stay.

Passion,

Easy to feel yet so easy to kill.

As I watch the kid,

As I watch him greet,

I do look unaware,

But my mind goes everywhere.

Will these feelings grow?

Or these feelings that I will throw?

Will I keep loving?

Will I keep trying?

When the day has come when I finally become a teacher.

Nevertheless,

Second by second,

Minute by minute,

Hour by hour,

I am still here,

Trying, fighting,

Hoping that all these tears will bloom into some beautiful flowers.