I don't think you know what I want.
Even if you do, you'll just push it aside and insist that your way is the best.
You know, I thought I could live the life which I've always dreamed of.
But maybe its not as possible as it may seem.
Maybe because I'm building sandcastles on my own and every time the waves come to wash it away, I try to build it again.
It goes on and on..
Maybe I'm the foolish one who's still believing in this fairy tale which is just a myth after all.