I have this plan.

Slowly but surely I will blossom into who I want to be. I will wake up in the morning and be happy with what I see. I will have completed the aspirations and the goals, living as someone’s role model and telling them which way to go. One day, I will be loved. So much so I will receive a thousand hugs. I will be so fortunate that I will not need wishes. And I will not need blush from getting so many kisses. I will make my sorry family name into something honorable for myself. Hopefully all these good deeds will pay off because I’m not doing them for my health. But even when I die I know I will die for myself. Because in this world, I have learned to live for myself, there is no one else who is willing to help.