Waiting, Sitting, Thinking

 So I ordered a juicy “Quarter Pounder” from McDonalds! nopickles, EXTRA cheese nom nom nom. As I was waiting for the delivery I sit back and took some time to think about myself! Im just a regular guy who just cant quite figure out who I am and what makes me different from others. Sadly I still dont know whats hidden in me and what makes me unique, maybe thats because of the void within me, apart from the tangled swirly emotions and dreams in my head and I cant fix it. Or perhaps I like it that way. 
      I like my imagination to go wild and let it loose like it takes me to a higher conciousness. I like being mysterious. I dont like people to expect things from me, because I dont want to let down people that I care for. I dont like people to love me for who they want me to be. Id rather be hated for who I am. I often find myself as a daydreamer. I cant pay attention in a lecture for more than 5mins. Im not just a day dreamer. I like dreaming asleep too. Im talking about having weird, surreal dreams, as if I was actually living in the dream. 

Ding Dong! my burger is here, and guess what, they put shit loads of pickles!