It's confused to know what am i sometimes. I have a body, humanoid. But what's inside me nobody knows and I am confused with myself too. Sometimes I ask myself, do you have something to do with your life and what's your plan? I hardly answer it cause i'm not sure about that. People tend to have dreams in their life but mine seems to be a little bit far away from me and it sound like hard to achieve but I still hope I can do it someday, to learn something new, travel somewhere else and meet new people in life or perhaps do something meaningful.
Some people dream of becoming a politician, which to me i think they are filthy and corrupted. Some people dream of becoming an economist, which i don't really care about as long as the currency stay stable. Some people dream of becoming some famous kid in just one night with millions of views on Youtube. As long as they can achieve their dream, it's worth all. But when i ask myself what am I and what i want, i don't know how to answer cause those dreams seems to be so far that I'm afraid not to dream of it as if not achieving it is kinda sad and frustrating matter.
There are a list of things that i wish to do:
I want to learn how to play musical instruments ; Family will not be supporting my choice
I want to travel to somewhere else alone ; I don't have so much money to do so
I want to set sail to somewhere else and not coming back ; I kinda need a corsair and tonnes of food
I want to live in the ocean ; I'm not a fish and I don't have gills
I want to move out from the house and live alone : I still have some responsibilities to my family
I want to become fatter as I'm underweight ; eating junk foods doesn't really helping me in gaining weight
I want to be a magical creatures, perhaps a devil ; Satan refuse to recruit me as his disciples
I want to study what I'm interested in ; A better pointer is needed in examinations and even I do so it's luck speaking whether to got the course that I desire to study
I want to hate all the people in this world ; Aries boy seems to have some problems in quarreling and hating people for a long time and I don't know people from all over the world
I want to hide myself in a box and live alone or with my bunny ; The reality will find us very quickly or instantly and bring us back to the reality, damn
I want to say more about what I want to do ; but there are still bunches of things i want to do and I won't be able to say it all here
I wish to achieve my dreams but it seems too far, I love to read but I don't have much books and time to read. I love to draw but my drawing skill is utterly damn shit lousy, not even abstract. I love to eat but food seems to be disgusting sometimes.
People tend to dream, but some dreams are just dreams as it's just imaginations. You are born to face the reality and this is the reality. Money can but you dreams, not all but most of them. I wish I have tonnes of money so I can travel, learn, buy things i like and have time to do whatever I like.
Signifying nothing.
