I am exhausted. I am carrying many thoughts held by shoulders too weak;a message to carry on feeble limbs and aching extremities. I am a writer, a dreamer, and to some, a disappointment. I have a voice - I am the voice of a nation of exhausted youth, both of heart and mind. I am screaming, not begging, for change, in a voice loud enough to quiet the demons and the doubters. I am a heart, a thought, a passion, and an idea, beating louder than you could even imagine. I am your best kept secret, and your deepest desire. I am upset to see the digital lines connecting the world are binding us further and further apart. I am a lover. I will make some girl happy one day. I am a fighter, for all those who feel as I do. I am just a kid in the mind of my coworkers, just another teenager on the road, just another sad face on the subway, just another failure on the launch-pad. I am son to any father who wishes to share his wisdom. I am vastly underestimate. I am more than a machine. I am a God to my dog. I am a dictator in my own private world, and this is my manifesto:
Love is everything.
While the world holds you further and further from other living beings, do all you can to hold them closer.
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