I Want to Waft My Lampion

this story arise everytime, before i start my day.. before i close my eyes on my soft bed
this story tell about a poor boy who has been dreaming as high as the stars on the sky
a boy full of ambitions and ideals..

at a another point of view, indeed, that boy might have been locating himself on the right track
a straight track but sometimes with a steep uphill and down.
it's very stressful for him.. but.. the boy always knew what must be done to anticipate that problem
he simply must adjust its speed to carefully follow the rhythm and conditions.
but of course, it's not that easy
many obstacles confronting.. and he can only hope that his ambition always be the one who will make it survive..
haha..poor guy!

I realize it is not a good thing when i try to mix fiction and reality

but what if all of them form a semblance of precision?

i've told you before. this ambition comes everyday
yeah, on the sidelines of my busyness
when i open my eyes.. or when i was ready to close my eyes to sleep
easy conclusions from the story above is depend on your interpretation.
but for me? i want to waft my lampion..