It took so long for me to realize that I am 'me'.
Now, it's too late to explore myself.
Today I saw a 15 y.o from the USA who draws stuff that she fantasizes.
What happened to my fantasies at 15?
I was probably too afraid at what people would say if I drew them.
Now my fantasies are probably not as innocent, independent, clean, unadulterated and simple anymore.
I want to be 15 again and live better.
I never understood what Bhaiya meant when he said that I should draw so when I am 20 I'll be so awesome.
I get it now.
Sad.
