Everything until now... I still wonder. What describes from me isn't much to put together. I wonder what fantasies that only evolve through certain points of views. Few can only be captured by reality. Many choose to escape in the realm of imagination. Blocked and trapped into that ever ending cycle where I exist to proclaim. Whether it be reality or not... I wonder in what life can be stored for us all. As if there were a heaven or not and all that has been taught to us had been a lie. We have learned from what has been taught to us. We learned what has been right from wrong. And yet... it still doesn't seem to be enough. Not enough to proclaim. Not enough to grasp. Not enough to hate. Not enough love. I can only wonder what can only be valued. My thoughts stored away hidden from ever existing life. To me and only me. For I have learned to embrace it and nurture it as a mother would do. How my thoughts of mind would scatter like fields of wild fire. Wishing, just wishing, that my thoughts can be drifted. Drifted in sea of crystal blue waters where a ship will wait for me. Standing there and yet be sailing will be my thoughts. My mind wishing to be free.