I am not you. I am not who you wanted me to be.
I have a dream.
I want to travel all around the world, but my fears are too big. I wanna to do different things.. I don’t like movies at all or I don’t know how to be good at it. Because every human around me is doing them best, they are the most incredible people i have ever met. But I am not them, I don’t know how to do it.
Oh, it’s sounds like a dream. Be something, be a producer, do your job, start working with famous people, earn money but.. this is not that place where I belong. I feel bad and insecure.
BUT I have to stay here for you. You are not strong enough and i am not strong enough too.
Maybe I haven’t show you how much I love you, but i think you know.
And this is the reason why I am staying, and sometimes being so sad.. because i don’t want to disappoint you.
I don’t know, still don’t know what i want to do with my life. I have people who want to help me.. heyy try this thing , ohh heyy try this one it’s cool.. but dudes it’s not cool at all. I am not talented as you are, I am younger than you and I don’t know what I want.
In the childhood everything was okey to me. I was happy kid, I had everything what child would wanted.. but when something wrong, something strange happened to me. I become a weirdo. I have always been the kid that other kids, chose the last. I felt insecure for the first time in my life..
I am still that little kid deep down inside me.