Uncertain Dreams

There are so less lucky people in the world who get what they want. We all have wishes....some come true some gets buried underneath within the layer of time
If you ask me somewhere inside I want to be a writer but I really don't know where to start from I don't know if m worthy enough for that somewhere its my hobby its something I really like to do...I really love to loose myself in those deep thoughts where u can feel the reality of life....touch those parts of heart which refrain to come in front of the world...yeah somewhere I want to achieve a lot of things. Wanted to become a doctor from the age of 10 and yeah am pursuing that and am happy about it...but there is something....something very deep missing inside which I m unable to understand there is something which is hidden and I am unable to see...but all I knw there is something which I can feel....I want to express myself via the art of writing but how to start....I dont want people to find it after I die...I want to live them... I may not be good but I guess it's always worth trying
But what to write??
About my life? My goals? Or the world through the eyes of a stupid girl who just loves doing so many things but is master of nothing.....I don't really know there are so less people in the world who can understand it...may be I have inherited this part of me from my pa...I have seen him collecting notes ...writing quotes....somewhere I want to bring light in the darkness...I want to teach I want to learn....I want to write....but I just don't want to stop....I want to think....and lay over the ocean of my thoughts....but all I just don't ever wanna stop