Shut up

Don't tell me what I can and cannot do.

I can do everything.

Since always.

But what for me matters the most is

the moment.

And every moment is different.

It once leads me one way and then the other.

My dreams can wait.

But not for long.

Let your dreams for me wait

they'll never come true.

I was born free a master of myself

and not your underling.

And if I've chosen some forms of slavery

they were part of my learning process

a process that doesn't seem to seek to come

to an end.

I have not forgotten your words and exhortations

but I never wanted to partake

to the secret of the daily misery

that you call life.

Your way of thinking is ephemeral and

it's only purpose is the transient vindication

of your expectations.

I think of the past

study the present

and visualize without even trying

the future.

So, at long last you should shut up

and let me be myself

my own ruler

and if your dreams for me don't come true

worry not

mine one day will.

This was originally written in Greek.

The image was taken from here.