Talking Alone (Eng)
It looks like my future is really gray. I want this, want that. I want to be like this, I want to be like that Want to like him, want to be like them. Want to do this, want to do that. Lots of my prayers and hopes. Until I didn't know exactly what I was thinking. I mostly fantasize that in the end, before trying to get it all I gave up first. It seems like I see people easily get this and that, but I seem to have walked a long way and maybe I have tried to my limits, and still it feels like dreams are so far away. It seems I took one step forward, the dream followed one step forward, even more. So, never met. Maybe the more quickly I walk even when I run, it seems like it's a dream, but it's even faster to avoid me. What the hell? what i just talked about? I made a very unclear and stupid parable. But that's just what I had in mind. As if, something extraordinary is not appropriate for me. I'm not cool enough to get all of it. If I see all those successful peopl
