I hate society!

I do hate it!
I look over and over againg the same faces, the same old fashion thoughts and here I am thinking what the fuck is going on right there beetween their twisted minds.

I love contusions, poetry, sensacionalism, patriotic acts, epic.

But I won´t ever be able to play the piano.

Why is there such a prision?

Where is there and empty place, and empty spot in civilization, a green conclusion, a fullfited ending?

I don´t know. I won´t ever be part of that society. I love Greece and Romantics, and I do love sensations.

Where is the fucking good old people?

Where are you people?

Where?

Where?

Where?

PD: It´s just the first try in a foreing new world. Don´t criticize me. Give me some space. And a new chance.