Free

Jongin

What I want most is to be happy.

I constantly think that it is an impossible thing for me, and that in a paradise of multiple options, all my paths lead to the same place. So I find myself in that situation again. Running, out of breath, constantly looking back to make sure no one is too close. That they can't hurt me, I have trained my whole life to be a runner. Fear is my fuel. Pain my reward.

I love feeling my skin burn, so I sit somewhere on the patio where the sun embraces me, and I close my eyes. And I breathe, and the stress goes away. My skin burns, and it frees me from the burdens I carry at that moment. At any moment I imagine that I am free.

Human beings are limiting.

Most of us are stubborn, and when we decide to believe something, there is no turning back. It becomes the only truth.

Some days I wake up feeling that life is beautiful and worth living, other days I wake up feeling like the most negative person in the universe. In fact, maybe it is. Maybe that's what I've become.

I don't need no one, and no one needs me. I guide my