Is it worth to trade off?

Today, I ask myself, what have I done?

 

Nearly two years ago, I decided to work with the Koreans and it has changed all my life. It was nothing but the mistake; it was anything but the best choice. If only I could change my decision, what would I be?

 

Will I be the same?

 

Nothing is certain, nothing can be same… I have changed anyway.

 

I grow up and look at the world without the innocent glasses; I understand the movement as I am one of its factors. Am I now becoming what I dislike before, the adult who lives in the flame of restriction?

 

Long time ago, I was a little bird, flied free to the world, visiting many places over the continent, learning everything I desire. The storm broke down my feathers, I realized the world. I wanted to shield hiding at the saved nest, ignoring the echo of sneer. The world had been laughing at me. What I dreamed of was nonsense, what I wished to be was good for nothing.

 

I throw off my dream, living in the real world. Price is worth; the dream cannot be any longer force to drive my life. When the echo of sneer once again returns to me, I decide, I must grow up or else I die as coward. I create image, blinding the entire crowd. I leave the nest to transform once more. I keep reminding myself, I will be back as the eagle or I am nothing.

 

Two years have passed, other two years nearly due. The echo of sneer has silenced, am I success? Yes I am, but what have I lost?

 

I lost my childishness, I lost my fantasy. Also, I have lost my heart and the eyes of optimist.
 
Is it worth to trade off?

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