I do not wish to eat today ...
My heart is in its angry spin ..... today,
I have changed today,
My roommate informs me of this.
I am angry... today.
I hate my family.
I hate the lies.
I hate the searching for music ...
It does not arrive.
I have no real job and live in a hotel.
But I am not that unhappy ... not really.
It is a quiet life.
Perhaps I shall be on the streets in a short time.
But so what ...
Am I dying today? Of course.