Studying too much may cause a big brain damage . It may spoil your soul . It may break your heart . It may turn you into a boring lonely human . Sometimes I wonder if all the misunderstandings and relationships' break ups has to do with some unconsciouness desire to move on to a different life .
I see everyone fading away, like cars desappearing on the horizon, and though I still can see them, I cannot hear anything, destracted on my own thoughts . Lively loud distant thoughts , and visions of a colorful brand new world . Pleasant or not . A world that my dearest friends, that I have been knowing for so long, won't probably fit in or have the interest to make part of . At least not now .
I see a long stairway that lies up ahead, and I don't see any known face in the crowd . I've been feeling like I'm in a big bank line . You know everyone is there for different reasons, and no matter what's this reason, it's all about money . No matter if you are a whore instead of a priest. Doesn't really matter the fact that you wish fucking one per day, though you don't drink or smoke .
Doesn't really matter that getting your heart cracked down by an asshole teenager made of you a well succeded business woman that fires one thousand honest men from a big industry . Doesn't matter if you regret your drug addiction destroyed many families, including yours . Doesn't matter that all your patience and help were not enough to save someone from commiting suicide . Doesn't matter if your cousin calls you a murderer for forgetting that you took care from your grandma about ten years though you missed only one hospital day .
Doesn't matter that you hate kids but choosed marrying a man to realize later that he has hidden for of them from you . Doesn't matter if you vote a perfect President that after few months sent your only child to some Middle-East war . Doesn't matter that you studied so hard even though you knew there wouldn't be any job for you . Doesn't really matter if you are a fat girl that starved in an African diet to get thin and still there's no one for you . Doesn't matter that you wish being a singer but singing in the Church group never really developed your terrible voice.
Doesn't really matter that you are a doctor that saved many though there'll be none youth pill to fool death when it comes . Doesn't matter if you are happy or sad . Just like the bankline, it's all about life , and your life it's only your business , though all of us may have a common , and maybe universal worry, about the Dow Jones ups and downs . All I mean is that I'm not sure if I miss what I used to be or not, but I really think I've never been too much different than this .
Guess if I could choose which week's day I'd like to be, it would probably be Sunday( I'm very similar to it ). I've always been swering sundays for being so boring...even though it has an ice cream name . I wish to be a Sunday ice cream - a good portion for only 1 person .
Can you please serve me in little portions ?
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