On a Friday night I stay home and write my thoughts out.
They go out, and the next day they wonder why they can't remember what happened last night.
I have a dream that I can change the world with the talents that I have been blessed with.
They have the same dream, but don't know that the world is changing them.
I work hard to achive the passion of my dream.
They hope the dream will come to them, and it will be all sorted out without much work to do.
I remember the words "You have to start from humble beginnings".
They sometimes forget where they came from.
I know how hard it's going to be.
They think the hard work won't be there.
Remember you don't have to be like everyone else.
You are different from them, make your own way and go for it.
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