Two Paths

It had been my parents' greatest wish, That I would slay and tame a dragon of immeasurable power, Not to say that I am selfish, But that is hardly possible for me to climb that tower. Mother hopes for me to become an actor, Considering the catches, I guess I'd be better off fighting an ACTUAL dragon of lore! Father hopes for me to be a doctor, Realistically speaking, it sounds perfect... Except for the part about gore. As a child growing up, my mother would watch horror movies that I saw with enmity, Being a little girl, I'd hide and peek through my fingers, only to see blood gushing out. Curse my imense curiosity... Trembling under my haven that consists of pillows and layers of blankets, I sob, I shudder and I shout! I have always been squemish watching hospital shows, In fact, as a kid, I didn't know seeing blood was a part of the job! But as the years flew by, I still grow, So in my childhood, I had been scarred and my sleep it robbed. The scary movies had prepped me to be a doctor, ironically, If I had not gone through with it, I would be a doctor afraid of blood and injuries, I know it was not my mother's fault, for she is not the type to act cynically, But I guess it's because of her that I'm used to it and now I like horror movies! As I said before, my mother wanted me to be an actor, my father desired for me to be a doctor, both have its risks, I didn't mind what I became, My heart is a candle, but my mentality is steel, my fears are gone, My parents chose difficult paths for me that will lead to mud-slides, land-slides and avalanches, of course I will run wildly like those people in the movies, but honoring my family is better than blindless shame, Buuuut... Is it too late to take on that dragon?