Sometimes, I like to get lost within my own mind. I lose all control. my imagination consumes me. Life twirls all around. The universe blows me off my feet. Then silence aproaches. I look away, because I do not want to know what is coming for me. The stars predict it, but please do not tell me. I want to be spontaneous. I want to live life. The thing that I never want to happen is to end up like my mother. She works all day, and comes home to a dreary household. She dreams of being a stay at home mother, or maybe even a chef, but instead she got this awful humdrum life. I dream, and therefore I am. Someday I think my dreams will be persued. Some of them have already come true. For a while, I just sat and waited on my wishes. Then the day came where I finally did something about it. Look at me now. Happy as can be. I'm a butterfly, no longer a shy cattepillar. My mind has gone, but my being is here. And forever I will stay in your presence.