DREAMS COME TRUE

Tired. The only word that I have today, physically, and mentally.
I do not hate all the jobs, and everything that I have to do now,
I called them all as blessings.
The period when all your lil' dreams come true.
All the pathways open together.
Perfectly come true.

Innocent dreams. Without have a prediction,
Do I have the capacity of getting all the chances that opened.
So innocent, naive.
Maybe it's tiring because It's only about you, me, all the single subject.


Tired may come if I realize that all I do is only to make sure that I'm fine.
I stand,
It is too bad when the fact is i do not stand, emm I survive.
Overwhelmed by passion.
People say do all you love to do, all you wanna do,
But some say, hold your attitude. So you will not get trouble.

Now, instead of all that dreams,
I prefer to do what I love to do, and sit with someone who can listen and share.
That's it.

But the bad news is, I made next plan about my next dream.
It becomes such an addiction to make you feel fine.
Harder than drugs.