( This was an assignment for Art class... to create a list of goals for yourself, and insert something you want changed in society. Figured that since I enjoyed it, someone else might agree with my perceptions on what I, or other's want, in this hypocritical and deranged world... -Zenaku)

I Want...

I want to have the freedom to choose

I want to live, not just survive

I want to see it as it is

I want America to actually become the land of the free

I want no words to have the power to hurt me

I want to travel

I want people to realize religion is a choice, you can't force hell upon someone

I want to be able to look back and laugh with joy in my eyes

I want to dance in the rain

I want to step from the shadows

I want to find who I want to be

I want to be true to myself

I want to be continually be open minded, and wish the world was the same

I want to DO, not just read

I want to smile and laugh like I mean it, everyday

I want a friendship that lasts forever

I want hypocrisy to take a back seat

I want prejudice to always be morally repugnant, never allowed because someone does not fit within you values

I want to see a female president

I want to help someone

I want to see the beauty in everything

I want to be confident in what I say and do

I want to never be a quitter

I want to live life; no holds barred

I want to experience everything once

I want to feel and live in the moment

I want to remember, not live to forget

I want to shake the world

I want to listen to my inner voice

I want to stay the stubborn opinionated me

I want to always go down fighting

I want to stay a child at heart

I want to never let the world disenchant me

I want to say " I love who I am"

I want to always be able to say that the experiences made me, and I wouldn't change them for the world

A rose is considered beautiful, even though its stem has thorns and its petals are a mess, bent and disorganized. A rose is painful and confusing, just as life is. I suppose that's why we think it's beautiful. We connect, each and every one of us, with the rose… in all its stages of life; from the closed, to the open, to the withered end.