A note to make you understand...

As he gazes towards the sun he realizes that he does not recognise the tempest of emotions rushing through his veins. It is now clearly evident that no one is going to give him a break, and that it's up to him to catapult himself towards the sky. He has tried, and he has failed to impress, yet still the glare in his eyes does not falter. He is steady and calm, and knows that even a hundred "no's" mean nothing, because all the disappointment he struggles with now shall vanish in an instant when perhaps one day someone finally says "yes". He might have to wait awhile longer. He might have to nourish more wounds and get up from greater falls, but this is the path he chose, the life he wanted, the wish he made when he didn't even know what it meant. Nobody feels as he feels, and nobody ever will. The closest he will get to be understood, is by writing as fiercely as he can, then all he can hope for is that some of you will find yourself within his story, which is forever intertwined with his unrelenting resolve to simply, without agenda or selfishness, make a difference.