I thought maybe I wanted to be a writer,
but I already am,
and that is not what I want.
I thought I wanted to be an artist,
but I already am,
and that is not what I want.

I want to read books.
I want to breath in the fresh air each day.
I want to watch the movies and shows I love.
I want to play games.
I want to wake up each morning.
And go to bed each night.
I want to make my home nice.
I want to spend a lot of time there.
I want to be around the people that I love.
I want to quietly conquer and enjoy each day.
And wait for the next instructions.
I want to know what the sparkly secret
is that lies hidden in the soul.

~Jenny