the thoughts of a gifted child

i wanna be someone when i grow up. i wanna do something, and be remembered for some thing. 

i want people to know my name after i die.

i cant just be gone, without some kind of mark on the world. whats the point of all this then?

 i dont need to be an important politician or a rich entrepreneur. but i want to do something.

maybe a movie? 

i would want to make a classic one. the kind that everyone knows.

like the breakfast club or titanic.

a movie that is in quizzes and game shows.

or maybe i should write a book?

i have alot of ideas, but i never act upon them. 

if i had motivation i would probably already be known.

but im young, i’ve got time. 

i could maybe paint something? but im not that good at painting. 

i know alot of talented people, people who can sing, dance, run, and who can learn things fast. 

im not very good at anything, im not bad at stuff either. im just kinda meh. 

i was one of the smart kids when i was little, i was a fast learner, and reader, i was musically talented, i was ambitious, i played a lot of sports. 

but now im just kind of mediocre at everything. im still what people would call “smart”, but i just dont like doing anything. i know i could be great if i really tried, but i just cant bring myself to finish anything. 

i  cant see myself working a “normal” job in the future, but i dont know what else i’d do? 

i’ll figure out though, i always do.