letter to myself

Everybody moves on, every man for himself, forgetting others.Time passes and unforgiving, friendships are not in the same spot at first.
You start new routines, discover new worlds and explore new dance floor.
You smiled with new tricks with new and old friends, studying other subjects and live differently.
See howothers have done it and you go there without having things clear, don´t you know that you do right now or what you do in the future, just know what you did in the past and most did not work out too well.

No one understands you, b don´t want to understand, want to be happy without idealsof happiness have nothing to do with clothing or unfulfilled dreams.
You always had all too planned that they planned although you always went wrong,and yet you keep doing more and more plans every day, and still going wong again.
Wanting to be always in the spotlight you have taken their toll, and you're too burnt to go ahead with this.
Quirements always be free to do what you felt like when you wanted,and at the end always doing what the reason say, and not the heart.

So now you must live, without using the head, without thinking of anything (I know itwill cost) but this option you have never tried it, so here, do it, is that your wild spirit you what are you asking, lives without thinking about anyone else, if they have all gotten what they wanted was because they thought of themselves and not you.
STOP DREAMING LIVE, AND A TIME, LIVE YOUR DREAM.