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 isthe 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 waitthey'll never come true.I was born free a master of myselfand not your underling.And if I've chosen some forms of slaverythey were part of my learning processa process that doesn't seem to seek to cometo an end.I have not forgotten your words and exhortationsbut I never wanted to partaketo the secret of the daily miserythat you call life.Your way of thinking is ephemeral andit's only purpose is the transient vindicationof your expectations.I think of the paststudy the presentand visualize without even tryingthe future.So, at long last you should shut upand let me be myselfmy own rulerand if your dreams for me don't come trueworry notmine one day will.
This was originally written in Greek.
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