Seven Dreams

After six weeks of my being nowhere to be found, I decided to write something for the month of October.
I just thought it could help a little to write something once in a while.
Anyway, this entry is a bit personal, focusing on my nonsensical dream (or dreams, should I say) from my childhood days up to now.

About seven things I wanted,
One conclusion I am positive,
I wanted to be ’someone’.

Brought up from my childhood years, I developed this desire for something.
I dream dreams, dreams that are proofs of my being a ‘perfect dreamer’.

I grew up fond of school.
I grew up fond of spending my whole life answering different questions I cannot answer.
I grew up eager to be successful.

Of seven ’someone’ I wanted to be,

All this I thought I’ll be…

First, I want to be the best engineer in the whole world.
A ’someone’ who would create something special, that all the people around him would be proud of.
I want to be this ’someone’ so badly.
And now as I am on my way to become that ’someone’, I realized that this craving can now only make me jittery.

Second, I want to be a doctor respected by most
And save lives by the millions,
Create miracles with my own two hands, perhaps.
Things that seem impossible to do.
Creating miracles?
It would take a miracle to create one.

Third, I want to be a novelist (or a poet, if not),
Convey what I feel,
Write anything I could think of,
Inspire all who read my works
And touch their hearts;
Akin to how different people inspired me and touched my heart.
I may have the passion for writing, but I don’t have the pen to write.
What if I fail?
What if I don’t?

Next, I want to be an educator,
Teach the youth (and call them my own pupils),
Share them my knowledge,
And help them reach their dreams,
Like how the teachers I once had taught the kid I once was.
And probably, just hope that they’ll remember me.

Also, I want to be a video and computer game designer (or developer),
Let my playful imaginations run wild (in a positive way),
Make children happy,
And maybe, teach them this way.
Similar to how it did when I was still a kid.

I also want to be a an stage actor (or better),
And yes, it is silly
And almost impossible,
But I also want to inspire people this way.
Imagining myself as one always draw a smile on my face.

Lastly, I want to be a singer (or a composer).
I want to sing different songs I wrote
And hope listeners would like them.
There is not a single day I can’t hear music in my head.
It feels like music had become a big part of my life as soon as I got acquainted with it.
The songs I listen to always echo in my head, as if they’re waiting for me to sing them.
I may not have the best voice (an overstatement) or even a good one, but I love music more than anyone else.
Why can’t I give it a try?

If not,
I would rather be just a part of a crowd.
A crowd wherein I could be me,
The ‘me’ no one knew,
The ‘me’ I’m unable to be,
And the ‘me’ I believe (even until now) I’ll soon be.