in a world where you wanna be everything, you must be defined as something

since the very first breath of maturity i took, i've wanted to ace everything, to be everything ,to know everything, and everyone. i was forever occupied with my own thoughts, with the palace of dreams i kept myself in. then i got that reality check that i must choose a path it's sad, ain't it. but it's reality one self must consent. i knew that for a fact and still refused to obey i know i might be wrong, it's a huge risk but i ain't letting myself in this herd. one argument ; which totally does make sense, says that companies and job market needs ppl whom are really good at one thing. it is so true but why should i oblige. one such self is me and me is refusing to obey to such nonsense. i'm not considering myself a polymath, but i may at some point be. for a human to be defined, one human has a one name, such and such each has a one x, no matter how many things you're actually good at, they're mostly all round about the same topic, for a long time in my life i thought i must be something. but do i...