I realise…that all men are selfish. It’s ‘every man for himself’, and no one will look out for your interests before theirs. Thinking otherwise is only wishful thinking.
I wish…that I am capable enough to handle arrangements for a song…and be able to enjoy the process of bringing out the full potential of my melody.
I realise…I hate waking up at bloody 6am every morning.
I wish…I had 24 hours at my beck and call – to not have to slave 12 hours a day at nothing just for $.
I realise…I dislike feeling pressured by social obligations. No one should make me feel bad, and I come and go as I please…free like a bird.
I wish…not to be bored with myself, with life.
I realise…I tire and exhaust a new experience quickly. Entice and excite me with something, please.
I wish…I wish…that someday, I’ll stop wishing.