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Every time I'm asked "what do I want" I always draw a blank, or I have to think about it for a few minutes. Most people have it right off the top of their head. Me, I have to actually think. And I think, and I think, and I think, and I THINK, but the result is always "I don't know." I'm empty inside for wants. I'm a vessel for word and thought, spouting it back out when the moment seems right. My facts are re-written each day. Perhaps I'm an ash-filled urn? What do I want?
I want to be beautiful, I want to be Loved by someone beautiful, I want to be loved, I want to create, I want to be God, I want to stop hurting, I want to stop breaking and being broken, I want beloved things to stop dying, I want Nikku to be happy, I want my loved ones to be happy, I want everyone to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be kind, talented, and strong. I want to die happy. I want to be in your arms, I want to be free of responsibilities, I want Nikku to Love me, I want to stop hurting the ones I love, I want to be the greatest. I want to know I'm right.