"Its crazy. Its stupid. Its funny. My mind keeps wandering to places..places unknown to me. it keeps thinking about people...people unknown to me and it keeps up popping ideas..ideas i never thought of. Why does my mind behave this way. I don't know and frankly speaking i don't even want to know. I gave up on solving this mystery long ago. Now I have actually started enjoying these random thoughts.
My thoughts, my dreams are not mine yet they somehow represent me. They portray a part of me which still remains undiscovered. They bring out my feelings that have never been expressed. They give me wings to fly. They pamper me. Sometimes i feel that, is that real me? Am i living a life which is superficial.
No. i dnt want to think this.
Why does my mind betray me. Why does it want to go to unknown spaces. Spaces where i explore myself, my virginity, my sexuality, my morals. My dreams seem to provide me a platform where i fulfill my hidden desires. An environment where i m my own boss and i have to care for no one's feelings and respect no ones' authority. I do what i want. They allow me to fantasize. They allow me to make myself happy. They allow me to break myself away from the shackles of life. I think and i act in my thoughts. and I don't regret for my actions. I am crazy, i m spontaneous, i am beautiful, i am sexy, i am my own goddess. I don't have to search my soul for any answers. I don't have to answer anyone. I am the most important thing. My dreams represent the carefree me. I dream. And I will dream....."