ISLAND!

I have become an island!
I used to be a strong ROCK, attached to the fuckin land.
I used to roam wherever I may.

The ocean was right beside me. Sometimes it touched me softly, like an angel touch. Sometimes it became angry, strike me with it waves and scratch me like a deadly sword.

It seems that I or some fuckin wind made her angry most of the time. With persistent strikin on my body, that fuckin great ROCK is destroyed. The ocean has washed all my belongings from the main land. I am attached to the land just with a tiny little thin layer of the sand left from me.

But I think I have become and island already. So I’m not from your land, sorounded with that deep blue ocean. If you are from the land, just fuckin fuck off and leave me alone.

All I need is an ocean!

DESERT!

I’m gettin to like this confusion world of mine!
Before this I was just goin the way I was told to.
I was stayin in the line, I was movin from day to day.
Sice I’ve got off this line, this confusion has started. I saw that actually there are many roads. I started to wonderin about each of these roads!
Started to think about them, so many sleepless nights I’ve reviewed them each one after another. Now I ended up in the desert, where I’m thirsty for truth.

You tell me, was it worth it I came off the road?

Look at it this way, when I was in the line, I was goin in a way that millions of people had gone trough it. Ya sometimes when you get off the road, you end up in desert, but there are times you get off the road to the river side. We get off the road to go to a virgin island and enjoy the sunset in some places that you think no one else has ever stepped there.
Ya it’s a desert that I’m livin in it, but at least I can enjoy the blue sky, the sunset, the stars in the sky where I can be more confident to say at least less people have stepped here.

BUT!

I aint helpless, I just need a hand.
It’s hard time for every kind of man.
I’ve came to the end of the line!
But which line? There is always this fuckin BUT at the end of each sentence.
Never trust what fuck I’m talking about.
Just put the BUT at the end.
That’s my line, to stay in the BUT line. Day after day, just be that dumb shit, stay in my line.
What the fuck is this line?
Who’s gana define any line?
Whoever you say, there’s the BUT at the end!
So my line is havin no line at all.
BUT I ran out of the lines! Now I don’t have any line to put a BUT at the end of it!