What I Really Want

I want to fly with the wind,
Explore the world,
Get to know the people,
Live with them,
Cherish the moments.

Yet why am I so afraid to step out of my bed?


I have an old friend, I call it the 'ghoul'.
It's dark, it's a big lump of what people call depression and anxiety.
The 'ghoul' is always with me, lurking in my heart
- that I always try to find a distraction.
to run away from this pal.

Yet the 'ghoul' always finds me, no matter where I am.