I used to write a journal,
I have like five hidden at my grandmas house somewhere.
I don't think I want to read it now.
Time has gone, I am not the same.
May be some memories from those years...
I wrote about my life, what I did, thought.
Then one old friend,
I think my great grandmother's friend, said:
Write your dream, future you want to have
Beautiful, amazing, that will make you smile all the time
And put yourself in the middle of it.
Don't focus on the past, it's gone,
You did the best you could.
Now you are doing the best -
You care.
Look up at the future,
Look at its eyes,
Smile, I will remind this again.
Write all want, and
Go for it!
Because you are good looking, talented and strong.
Every page start from it...