I used to have a penchant for the white coat and it's angelic aura....
Used to be fascinated by their lingo; "viscus and flora".....
Used to be captivated by scrubs and snares...
Used to be thrilled by emergency flares...

Was just a juvie curious....
Curious about ailments for they seemed mysterious....
The thought of being a doctor would have me delirious....
Wouldn't have aspired to be one if I knew they were imperious....

But I went ahead with it.
Look at me now,
Busking by the pool side...
Contemplating suicide....
Drowning myself won't be something new and foreign.
The system drowned me as a freshman in med school...
Branded me "young doc", they thought it was cool...
Had me skinning cadavers...