I want to be famous

A broken promise and a fitful sleep. The next day ideas roll through my mind like reruns that I can’t remember if I’ve seen before. Why is it that I always want to be something I’m not? I want to be the genius writer who can astound you with his choice of words and compel you with the rhythm of his prose, a writer who can move you like the best of musicians. I want everyone to look at me, even though I don’t have anything to say. I want everyone to hear my story, even though I’ve told it before and there’s not that much to tell. I want to be on stage, even though I stutter in front of people and have no talent worth putting on stage. I want to be friends with famous people

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