Life

" And we sing, sing without a reason,"

Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong. There are days when I feel like things can never get any worse. Truly, there are other days where I tend to wonder why they even exist. Every once in a while, when no one speaks, even during that split second, we start to think about ourselves. Only ourselves because in fact, we are selfish people so it's only natural. Its just that, most fail to admit it. I sit here, thinking about myself too.

I can see myself in the near future. Remarkably successful with many cars and a big house with a wide garden in the middle of France. I can also see myself lonely, confused with no directions in life whatsoever. Depending on my mother and father for everything that they can no longer give to me. Things that I should get for myself instead. Peculiar how life works. How we think. The choices we make. The kites we are able to fly.

I need to fly my cerf-volant. I need to be un cerf-volant. Because in time to come, I will realise that I need to open my eyes before I die. Open them to see everything around me clearly before I can't anymore. Look at the big picture from above. Look down and make that change that I want.