Last but not least. Sleeping but sleepless. Dead but alive. Living my eternal cold day in the hell. Feeling nothing but urge to feel. Drinking my imagined latte. Spitting to the soul of the world. Falling from the stairway to heaven. Painting black over your memories. Crushing your fate in my fist. Writing meaningless short sentences. Staring through the cheap LCD screen. Staying where I am. Being me.
But I am nothing, but a wanna-be-bad-ass-son-of-a-bitch freak.
I'm a leaf on the wind.
Watch how I soar.