Can't stop crying in the end. Sometimes I would also wish my soul is free like a bird, or wind.  This just reminds me of when I saw my mom telling her to imagine me with the boy she thought suited me will, and she drew such a big picture of how I could live to accompany that boy since he said his future plan. So I was thinking what about mine? Though I still cannot figure out my life path, the only thing I know is that it shall not be a life mainly focusing on others. I will never sell my own life to any other person.