I dreamt so long of a perfect world and prayed so hard for a spark of hapiness. Now I'm so tired, so tired of my life, so bored, so tired of people, so tired of missing you... I would want to escape this fucking world that doesn't mean anything that is true. I would want to see the infinity of the sky. Want to learn the world as an autodidact. I want be to dependant of nobody. The entire freedom, finally. I want to see the world with the eyes of a child. Splendid thing.
Especially, wanting to feel something beautiful again.
