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I was a rough kid who preferred to be in a world that consisted of; stones, mud, dirt, blood, wounds, sticks, grass, insects, sun, and fields. I preferred to do things my way. I was a selfish yet a selfless kiddo who wanted nothing but to give happiness to each corner of the world. Innocence was the accurate word to describe my very own childhood.

I was an idealistic teenager who loved things that were out of this world that consisted of; Utopia, portals, magic, multi-dimensions, fantasy, moon, universe, and galaxies. I wanted to escape the life I was living just to find what I wanted to find. I wanted to leave everything I had behind, just to satisfy the craving I had for More. I was still selfish yet a somehow selfless kid who wanted nothing but to give happiness to each corner of the world... And to each corner in me. Yearning was the accurate word to describe my teenage years.

I am sixteen, still a kid and a teenager who's trying to fathom and sort each puzzle piece scattered across the Sahara Desert. I am panicking as I dig for answers through the sandy ground, and through the sandy, windy breeze. I am then blinded by own fears and desperation as my hands grasped and clenched the rough texture of the sand, spilling grain by grain from my cold palms. I am sixteen, who's trying to get a grip on my own troubled self.

I will be fifty-five, hopefully knowing the mistakes I have made back in my young days. I will be wise but shattered and bruised from the punches and kicks I have gotten during my twenties and my late thirties. I will learn to love the sun again like I did back when I was seven years old. I will remember all my fantastical days back when I was turning sixteen years old. My eyes will not be blinded with doubts and fractures of hopes. Instead, it will be shimmering with whimsical colors and wispy auroras.

I will be lying down with my hands clasped together on my chest, with my wrinkled eyes closed, and with a serene smile on my face. I will be one with the rays of the sun during the day and be one with the children of the moon during the night. I will not see tears as the flames take away my flesh vessel. Instead, I will see the happiness that I've longed to selfishly-selflessly give to each corner of the world.

Description

I was a rough kid who preferred to be in a world that consisted of; stones, mud, dirt, blood, wounds, sticks, grass, insects, sun, and fields. I preferred to do things my way. I was a selfish yet a selfless kiddo who wanted nothing but to give happiness to each corner of the world. Innocence was the accurate word to describe my very own childhood.

I was an idealistic teenager who loved things that were out of this world that consisted of; Utopia, portals, magic, multi-dimensions, fantasy, moon, universe, and galaxies. I wanted to escape the life I was living just to find what I wanted to find. I wanted to leave everything I had behind, just to satisfy the craving I had for More. I was still selfish yet a somehow selfless kid who wanted nothing but to give happiness to each corner of the world... And to each corner in me. Yearning was the accurate word to describe my teenage years.

I am sixteen, still a kid and a teenager who's trying to fathom and sort each puzzle piece scattered across the Sahara Desert. I am panicking as I dig for answers through the sandy ground, and through the sandy, windy breeze. I am then blinded by own fears and desperation as my hands grasped and clenched the rough texture of the sand, spilling grain by grain from my cold palms. I am sixteen, who's trying to get a grip on my own troubled self.

I will be fifty-five, hopefully knowing the mistakes I have made back in my young days. I will be wise but shattered and bruised from the punches and kicks I have gotten during my twenties and my late thirties. I will learn to love the sun again like I did back when I was seven years old. I will remember all my fantastical days back when I was turning sixteen years old. My eyes will not be blinded with doubts and fractures of hopes. Instead, it will be shimmering with whimsical colors and wispy auroras.

I will be lying down with my hands clasped together on my chest, with my wrinkled eyes closed, and with a serene smile on my face. I will be one with the rays of the sun during the day and be one with the children of the moon during the night. I will not see tears as the flames take away my flesh vessel. Instead, I will see the happiness that I've longed to selfishly-selflessly give to each corner of the world.