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For Future Me


From a young age it was instilled into my brain that if I want to make something of myself then I need to go to university.
I mean it was practically a necessity.

Why? Because it increases your job prospects and ensures financial stability 
I guess when you’re fifteen , that's the ultimate goal really.

You reach fifteen and the question aimed at me:
Luc, what do you want to really be?
I had no idea.
I wasn’t thinking about my future,
I barely remembered the day of the week?
and I definitely did not deal well with responsibility.

The truth is it's hard to know the answer to that question, 
I based my A-level choices down to my GCSE’s
I did well at English so I figured, hey, English it shall be.

Everyone seems to expect you to know what you want for your whole life?
Do I want to be a doctor, a teacher, a vet?
To be honest, I don't know, I'm only seventeen,
I can try and think, but I mean...
How accurate can decisions that I make now be?
For a girl , that in 8 years time-
might be a different version of me...


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