I yearn to fill the void inside me. When I was turned down by art school, I lost the unique qualities that made me who I was. As a result, I feel compelled to conform. I will heed my mother's wishes and work the job she has chosen for me, dressed in the attire she has selected, all in the hopes of achieving the "contentment" she desires and being someone she can brag about. Unfortunately, I fear that I will forever be stuck in a cycle of regret and missed opportunities.