On June 21, 2017, I woke up a wanna be engineer.
I slept a poet.
I wake up some days
'a wannabe singer' and sleep with the realisation that I couldn't possibly pull it off because
'poverty as a future'
even though is just a possibility, is still a pretty big one.
But there are days when I sleep an exhausted wanna be engineer with the same possibility and yet wake up each morning to walk into an establishment where half the people paying money to it, would pay twice as much to get out.