“I want fame. I want recognition and respect. I want every woman to want me. I also want to want nothing and be content with anything. I do not want to be this simpleton anymore. I see the truth. I know it. Yet I cannot do anything about it. I am a slave. A prisoner. A simplistic animal in a jungle. I want to escape. But I cannot. I am too weak. Yet I do not want it to end. Why? Hope. I still have it. For how much longer?”