Yes, maybe one day I’ll be smarter, and maybe one day we’ll all be smart enough to recognize the fact that climate change is real. Maybe one day I’ll understand why we don’t take climate change as a real thing affecting all of us. And maybe one day, I’ll know what to do when the sign says "QUIT". Maybe one day I’ll know the secret of being a real entrepreneur and not just use it as a label.

"Living in the shadows, can you imagine what kind of life it is to live? In the shadows, people see you as happy and free, because that’s what you want them to see, living two lives, happy but not free. You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love…. Living in the shadow, seems like the best place to be, no harm for them, no harm for me…." Gloria Carter

Maybe one day I’ll understand how to sell things, and maybe one day I’ll understand how to buy the right things. Maybe one day I’ll understand how to always be there for someone else at the right time. Maybe one day I’ll understand life. Maybe one day I’ll understand why people do "shitty things" just so as to get "good things" in life. Maybe one day I’ll understand why people use guns. Maybe one day I’ll understand why people pretend. Maybe one day I’ll understand why people hide the truth, maybe one I’ll understand why everyone like flashy things that aren’t true. Maybe one day I’ll have my homies, maybe one day I’ll be a homie.

"It’s kinda crazy, to think about it, what happens when we continue to persevere, and appreciate what we've got in our lives right now. So if you reading this right now, no matter how old you are, not matter how young you are, whether you on a school bus, headed to get your education, or driving home from work, probably pissed off at your boss, just please do what you love in life. You gotta do what makes you happy, it’s called living selfishly in that aspect, stop worrying about others, just focus on yourself and what makes you happy. You can’t help anybody else until you can help yourself. Live your life."  

Maybe one day…. I’ll finally know what to do, to get out of here. Maybe one day I’ll get to be where I really wanna be. Maybe one day I’ll know how to be patient, and maybe one day I’ll be able to understand my family.

Maybe one day, I’ll understand why I am always awake at 3 a.m in the morning. Maybe one day I’ll understand why I need to be faithful and put my faith into tomorrow. You ever wonder, what it means, to make it by all means? Maybe one day I’ll understand what it means, to make it by all means. Maybe one day I’ll understand what it means to finally attain your dreams. Maybe one day I’ll understand why we always want more.

"What’s keeping me alive is my motivation. What’s the meaning of my fortune, ...when all it says is "Keep dreaming" and when I look at my tree all I see are the missing leaves... generations of harsh living and addiction..."

KEEP DREAMING, AND PLEASE DON’T STOP NOW

I don’t intend this to be motivational but am just  writing things about how I feel. But what if, its motivational,  isn't that what the world needs right now? This is for all the little dreamers and the ones who never give a f**. One day you’ll get to live your dream.

Maybe one day I’ll understand why I stay up all night. Maybe one I’ll understand what it feels like to have parents. Maybe one day I’ll understand what it means to be loved. Maybe one day I’ll understand what it means to be cared for, and maybe one day I’ll understand what it means to be part of a community. Most importantly, maybe one day I'll understand what it feels like to be the majority.

Maybe one day I am gonna do it like I never did it before. Maybe one day I am gonna go out and have the courage to GET IT. Maybe one day I’ll shake up the whole world and maybe one I’ll be further away from here, just a simple maybe.

"The great advantage of being born with nothing and being an immigrant is, you know from the beginning you’ve got nothing and you have to work hard for every single thing, and you have to fight against all odds of feeling lost. The disadvantage is entitlement."

Maybe one day, things are gonna get better. Maybe one day I’ll understand the importance and consequences of putting my thoughts in a public domain, even though I do entirely know and understand that the internet never forgets, maybe one day I’ll actually get it. Maybe one day, I’ll understand why I feel the way I feel, and maybe one day I’ll get to be in a place I actually love, maybe one day I’ll get to be trapped in our galaxy space, I really want this one to be real.

Maybe one day I’ll stop being a slave in my own mind, maybe one day I’ll know what it is to be alive, and maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to survive. Maybe one day I’ll find myself in our galaxy, probably in a sophisticated space shuttle. Maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to be calm, maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to be an engineer, and maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to be a beginner.

Maybe one day I’ll be able to convince someone NOT TO kill someone else's dream just 'cause they disagree with what they believe in. Maybe one day I’ll get to experience an ordinary day. Maybe one day I’ll get to see the . Maybe one day I’ll get to be in NYC, and maybe one day I’ll get to be in the Opera House. Maybe one day I’ll get to actually meet Bergeron. Maybe one day I’ll actually get to go to Iceland. Maybe one day I’ll get to be a founder. Maybe one day I’ll get to own a company, maybe one day Twitter will actually get to verify my account.

Maybe one day, the world will get to listen to my podcast. Maybe one day I’ll get to feel what it is like to get high, maybe one day I’ll get to know what it feels like to smoke. Maybe one day I’ll get to cruise on a yacht, as long as it doesn't hurt the environment. Maybe one day I’ll not have to pay for rent. Maybe one day I’ll not have to follow up on my cheques.

Maybe one day I’ll understand why you feel that way, of this post. Maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to be a big boy, maybe one day I’ll understand what it is to man up. Maybe one day, I’ll be able to survive. Maybe one day I’ll get to have the time, maybe one day I’ll be able to make sense of the things going on around me.

Maybe one day I’ll start making sense...

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