O!RUL8,2?

Your dreams were coming. There was no end to them. You thought you were going crazy. You didn’t tell anyone about them yet. They were maybe trying to tell you something about yourself. And you thought one of your friends probably showed you some random seven boys, and you somehow remembered them in your dreams. These were your thoughts.

~IN YOUR DREAM~

I was in the studio again, like the first time. I remembered that time. There was standing the same boy as last time, and he was making a song. Obviously, he liked rap a lot.

Nothing lasts forever
You only live once
So live your life, not any other’s lives
Take chances and never regret, never
Never be late to do what you wanna do right now
Because at one point of someday
Everything you did
Would be exactly what you will be
Right?

I paused in thought. Am I doing what I want right now? What do I want to be in the future? Will I regret anything in the end? What is my goal? What are my thoughts about the future?

My father told me to enjoy life
I want to ask my father if he enjoyed his life
I want to ask why the natural became unnatural
And why the unnatural became natural
Why am I not in my life and
In some other person’s life?
This is real, it isn’t a gamble or a game
It’s just one life
Who are you living for?

Exactly. Who am I living my life for? Is it for my parents or me? For this rotten society? This lousy life? Is this who I am? I got only one life. Is it worth living it?

Put your hand on your heart
And ask what you dream was
What it really was

What is my dream? Is it what I want to do? (A/N: What is your dream?)

~END OF DREAM~