Hello my future, the period of time that comes after my present. I have my past behind me now, a past that I don’t want to remember. My present time doesn’t have much difference to my past, but I have faith in you my future. I have a fervent belief in you. I’m hoping that you can change this suffering that I endure.
I am hallucinating about a splendid future, because when I look at my present time I see no hope, no abilities and no courage. My past wasn’t perfect or straightforward and adults are wondering how they’re going to treat us in my era because in their era they didn’t experience the better side of you, only the bitter.
I was hoping you could at least give me a glimpse at my future. A future that can make me look ahead with excitement. A future that can prove my community wrong, the future that can make my beautiful community and its people stare at me with admiration. A future that can split my past from my present. Something that’s not daunting like my past, something that’s not going to be fraught with difficulties unlike my present.
In this present time, I have never had a day of peace because the past haunts me. My future is no longer clear, no one has ever looked at me with pride, or ever paid attention to me. I have no one to advise me, guide me or to be my leader.
At home they all lost faith in me, and at school they all judged me.