Arrêt et Écoutez!

My child,

This life is a struggle its survival for the fittest and you have to put great effort to live a rewarding life. You need to make something out of your life, you say.

I want you to become a doctor or

A legal representative,

A pilot.

I want to see you in the sky flying with the birds.

I want you to be successful,

I want you to drive the Range Rover Evoque or the Mercedes SLR-McLaren. You look like you’d have a liking towards those cars.


I want to read your Gorō Shimura.

I want to see you on TV.

I want you to meet a certain entrepreneur. Look!

Look at what she has made of her life. She has achieved so much; she lives in a manor in the Kitisuru Estates. She owns a hefty sum of property. She is respected amongst her peers, she dines with the affluent. I want you to reach beyond those heights.

Oh! How I wish you could see what I dream you would become.

I envision suit and tie.

I envision polished and elegance.

I envision distinguished and renowned.

One day,

I want you to walk down the aisle, settle with kids.

I want to walk with people and say yes!

That is mine. My offspring! I am proud of who she has become, because I raised her well.

But wait!


Stop gesture

I want you too!

To take a minute.

Have you ever bothered to know what I want?

My hopes, my thoughts, my reservations?

I want you to stop!

I want you to listen.

I want to write, I want to learn a myriad of languages, I want to be able to speak all languages I can possibly gain knowledge of.

Yes! I want to travel the world but on my own terms.

I don’t want your medicine! It’s killing me

I don’t want your law!My heart feels imprisoned like in a court proceeding,

I don’t want your aviation! The atmosphere is suffocating me.

I feel stifling in your wants and needs.


I don’t want to drive a range rover what was that?! In point of fact, I want to cycle on a bicycle, so I can feel the rays of the sun on my face and the wind blowing my hair.

I want you to read my Shyko’s Chronicles, not your Gorō Shimura.

Oh! How I wish you knew the passion I have to live life but the life I desire, to wake up every morning and embrace my profession.

I want you to now! To take a minute

To be my father,

My mother,

My guardian.

I don’t want a Hitler, a tyrant or an autocrat.

I just want a listener.
I want guidance, mentorship and advice. I want you to believe in me the way you believe in that lawyer and pilot. I know you care but you need to let me build my own path, create my own destiny and make my own mistakes.

I want to be my own Icarus, bold enough to fly too close to the sun with my dreams. You envision countless things.
But I!

I feel like cotton pants and slacks.

I feel like ragged and free.

I feel like standard and regular.

I want to fall in love, carpe diem! Live my adventure. Maybe one day have kids.

But for now I just want you

To take a minute

And ask me!

What do you want



November 3, 2014 at 7:26 pm

j’amoureux avec ce poème 🙂

so what do you want??

November 3, 2014 at 8:08 pm

Merci: ) hahah I just want to write and learn a myriad of languages★ 🙂

November 4, 2014 at 2:40 pm

Official friends! we got much in common shyko 😉

November 4, 2014 at 5:36 pm

Hahah yes we do!
Am not even done with your articles! 🙂

December 26, 2014 at 5:37 am

This is good writing right here!

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