I wish to escape from this nightmare.
I wish that I could do things as good as a someone else.
I wish people will see me for who I am, and not based on my results.
I wish we could chase back the sunrise, to slow the world down and give us time to think.
I wish that at least some of these wishes I make will come true.
But the world we lived in is never wish-granting factory.
No matter how hard you try, these wishes just won't be fulfilled. You've tried working hard towards it, but it gets even further. over and over again you have tried, so much that you are already losing focus.
I dream for a bright future of sunny days and laughter.
I dream of being excepted the way I am.
I dream about experiences that I yearn for, to feel new feelings.
I dream of a place where dreams and reality really meets.
I dream of fantasies which I know will never come true.
What's the point of dreaming and setting goals when you can never achieve them?
Sometimes I wish I'll never wake up.
Because once you do, your dreams will be crushed and reality will slapped you again.
That's just the way of life... ... and it will always be... ...
