Nothing

I am actually nothing for them, maybe. They are such a kind of superior people, and I?? Maybe inferior for them. I just like the way they are talking and discussing something. They see a certain case in this way but I see a certain case in that way, we never come to an agreement. That is why I always keep silent and speak no single word. Unfortunately, they are right and sometimes I am wrong. I think I begin to admire them. They way they speak, the way they behave, the way they think, I love them! I have just realized about it since I was in the second year of my study in university. I have no one to share, sometimes I am embarrassed of myself if I tell it to someone else. It is possible that I am not as good as they are but it is me, the real me. I just try to do what I ought to do and I realize that I cannot follow the things. It is not my place, it is over there and I can never reach it because it is too late. I cannot say “better being late than never”, it is no use anymore because it is extremely very late. I just want to congratulate them of their success in doing everything, but remember that I am not that weak, I will always struggle to reach what I supposed to reach, MY DREAMS….