When my parents believe money is everything,
and I believe happiness is everything.
They come from a place, they know a place where money is what drives each and every soul, but I come from a place where money can destroy and corrupt.
If I can, I want to teach myself a way of life where money won’t be so important (like materialistic things and such)
I honestly just want to write and travel. I hope to make money off that to fund tickets to other places, but as long as I can just live and experience new things, I will be content with my life. Even if it means not being home for a large part of my life.
I want them to understand.
They think I can’t make it. They never had hope for me.
One day, they’ll see.
I’ll make sure my life will be happier than theirs.