Everything in this world is so short-lived,
happiness,
dreams.
In a matter of one year,
I'll be graduating from NTU,
and that will mark the end of my education life.
No matter how happy I am as a student now,
everything has to come to an end.
The dreams that I have now,
will they still exist when I start working?
The little joy I have as a student,
will I still find it when I become a working adult?
I don't hate growing up,
I hate the fact that everything that used to be so precious will become blurry.
I don't want to be blinded.
As I work my life away trying to earn a living,
I don't want to lose sight of the dreams I once held dear.
The dream of setting up a Christian school in a third world country,
the dream of having a dog farm,
the dream of travelling around the world proclaiming Christ the Saviour of the world...
I don't want them to be short-lived.
