I still can hear the school's bell in my box of mind , when all it does is fading away the imaginations i'm trying to create.Time is like a loaded gun . School days are restless , I can't even explore my dreams in my sleep .When all I wanted to meet is the guy in my dream ,the faceless guy , he had succeed to possesed my so called "felt belonging" feelings,eventhough I don't actually know the face. It is so pathetic .
Sub-Science .I am still feeling wavery on my decisions. Everytime people asked me what I want to be ,can I say "I want to be myself" instead? ,and not the high status that the societies eager to hear?