I want to be free?

"I want to be free, dad!" said an adult to his father

"Free from what, my child?" his father, with a gentle voice, responded to his son...

"From...erm..everything..from this problem, from that problem, from this pressure on my shoulder, from people's expectations, from this bloody hell jobs that runs my vein... "

"Language please, for multiple times, I asked you about this, my child.."

"Yes, dad.."The word was with a grunt in the atmosphere...

The old father sighed...

"Back to your request...why, out of blue, that my child, wants to be free?"

He thought again

while seeing the deer taking a sip at the lake...

Cloud was dancing at the blue,

the wind refreshes his mind,

and after a while,

he spokes...

"Envious, dad." he took a glance at his father and went back to an enormous beautiful lake in front of their nature house...

"What do you envy?"

"Bradon gots a new job,

sally succeeded in bringing her band to the international stage,

Clara got promoted to manager,

jeff and Olivia can still have a happy marriage and harmonious relationship,

bu-"

"My child, if that's the case, then what about you?do you give yourself a chance?"

"me dad? seriously? I'm just cycling the whole damn exhausting round life!

Betty seems to be mad, and Cynthia's school fee, I haven't paid it..."He leaned on the couch, getting drowned in stress..

"Nick, calm down..."

"How can I be calmed with this problematic round?"

"by taking a deep breath, and seeing nature, that's why you're here, "Nick's father patted his son's head...

"Everything has its own cycle,

and you can't complain about it...

Maybe God knows what is best for you,

and later,

you'll realize,

that you're already at the end...

pain and suffering are in this round,

there is no was or were,

but it's always gonna be are is,

cause it's always gonna be present for you...

use was and were to study,

so the present,

can be open with shimmering gold life and victory...

passion is the key,"

"Dad, you always say passion is the key,"

"Pray?"

"Also that.."

"Then,?maybe your eyes?"

"?what do you mean dad?"

"Your eyes always see what your friends did,

what your friends achieved,

but,

you never appreciated yourself,

that's the only a matter problem,

but only in a glance,

it became an oak tree...

a big problem tree,

until your beloved gets the taste of that fruit...

bitter?

sour?

taste of the despair?

it depends on how you handle this small problem,

your eyes.

your standard at seeing what the definition of success is too high,

lower it...

you always follow what society thinks..

Remember my child," Father coughed, and then took a deep breath..

"Society minds always changed,

and you won't be able to keep it on..

You succeded?

you'll be dragged down by society's hypocrite mouth,

saying it's all the best for you,

but secretly, bringing a knife and making a victory stab,

in the back... "

Silence came along,

and nick was trying to understand what his father told...

"Thank you, Dad, I got it..just gonna do it.."

"That's my boy...

Now, go home, bring this bunch of candy,

give it to Clara..."

"Dad, c'mon, Clara should-"

"Nah ah, my boy,

my granddaughter must have a treat from her grandfather.."

"Fine.."Nick pulled out his ransel, put candy inside,

and jump up from his comfy couch...

"Bye dad, see you next week..."

"bye-bye..."Nick's dad waved his hand high at the sky,

while sitting on his couch..

"I never knew that going to dad's house was really fun...

Should bring clara and betty there.."Nick's car was gone beyond the beauty of the day..