I am tired!

The reason being is the fact that I am surrounded by lies, taboos, hypocricy, fear, indiference and materials.
I hate people who praise and whorship money; their god! The god who will buy them into the most hip spots in the town, who will
buy them Gucci bags and Fendi watches, MaXfactor cosmetics and Prada perfumes. Dishonesty and identity cirisis rules here.
Welcome in the land of 'I-don't-have-a-clue-of-who-the-fuck-I-am-and-what-the-fuck-I'm-trying-to-do-with-my-life!". Instead of
doing that boring, and the oh! so mundane thing called, 'sou-searching', most people choose the sweet release of mindless nights out,
filled with booze, unrhythmic dancing and smoking, whilst at the same time trying to 'shack' up with their next 'love' victim.
Well maybe not so much love, as a one-off just because we are bored of explaining ourselves in the morning. "And who said
books and retro music and theatres are fun? My grandfather used to go to the theatre. Instead I'll chose my mindless drinking,
because if I don't drink when I go out with my mates, I am BOUND not to have fun! And I love my twenties, I love my life. Fuck
liver, and the rest of me. Hey! As the song says 'Live and Let Die!' right?" - Wrong! Newsflash people! Life will catch up on
you, and someday you'll wake thinking 'what the fuck was I thinking?', but by then you'll be 43 and alone.

Lies, taboos, love, sex and more lies. Boy meets Girl. Girl falls for Boy. Boy can't be bother to chase after Girl any more.
Girl gets frustrated and tells Boy to go f*** himself, athough what she really means is f*** me. Girl is devastated by Boy's
indifference. Girl and Boy hang out in the same group of friends. Girl is madly in love. Boy is simply passive, although he
secrety has a thing for Girl. Girl starts to psycho-analyze every possible word and gesture of Boy. Boy gets frustrated. Boy
becomes even more apathetic to the whole situtation. Girl and Boy caught up in the 'spider's web'. They lie, pretend, talk but
words hidden underneath the bullshit that their mouths utter. Boy and Girl are basically f***** up! And the question is: (as the
poet also asks) To speak the truth and be done with, or not to speak the truth and continue floating in the same bubble of lies,
and taboos?! Hey! The second option's probably easier. Let's do that! No wonder there's lack of communication in 'our
society'. There's no society because we simply are not following the term. Society comes from socialite which means ' the social'
aka people caring and speaking with one another. We simply have gone beyond the term. We might as well call this a no-speak-
to-anyone-planet! That'd be much more correct.

To the Girl; an advice. Stop freaking psycho-analyzing everything and go out and face the Boy. Tell him to get over himself and
be staight with you; is he interested or not? If the answer is yes, then tell him to f****** take initiative and take you as a man! If
the answer is no, then get over yourself (Girl). If the answer is a 'oh we can try open relationship, cause I don't want to settle just
yet', tell him "to stop being a f****** boy and take a risk. You don't ask for a ring. you ask for him, and if he isn't man enough to
do the same, then p*** off!"
To the Boy: a warning. If you don't get your fat, lazy ass and be a man and chase the Girl, like a proper male, the object of your
'lower-heart's' affection, then you are indeed the most sinfully boring being on this planet, and I truly believe that you'll desrve it
when you become 40 and you're still eating you're mommy's home made chicken pie. Man, was essentially created to 'chase' its
'pray', not to sit and wait for the 'pray' to come to him and say "here I am, please eat me!"

Why all this nonsense of not ever saying what we are really thinking? Of what we really, truly, deeply want to say? Why does
everyone succumb to the social norms? Are you that afraid of getting burned? You'll heal you know. Unless you jump, you
won't fall, and unless you fall you won't learn how it feels, and if you don't feel, you're dead, period! Just say what you want to
say; but a warning also applies here: do not speak aimlessly! It just won't serve! To Boys & Girls: process the words before they
pop outside that heavenly mouth of yours. Count your words wisely and speak your mind with respect. Be harsh, if you must,
but be harsh with elegance and style. That's called etiqette, and it's one of the things which makes us (humans) differ from dogs
and rats! Although, we are heading dangerously towards that direction.

Inspirational Speech (oh god one of those again!):
Why, oh why all this nonsence of being afraid of letting go of our parents wombs? F****** grow up and move out. Leave in
inconvinience and become an adult yourself. 'Cause my darlings, even if you inherit the multi-billion industry from your folks,
you're bound to come up on empty on either your emotions or your profession. Money don't last. But the self does. Plough yourself,your spirit, your heart, your mind and your entity, instead of jwelling your body with eartly treasures (aka cars, bags,
rings, watches, mobiles etc etc) Make money your means in life, and not your reason in life. Don't numb(booze) the pain which
is deep in your guts. It will come back again! I'm telling you, it will. Instead, heal it. Live with it. And make your peace with it. Don't
be afraid of the hard and difficult things in life, but be afraid of the ordinary and the boring things. They are far more
dangerous and fatal. Live for the moment, yes, but live it wisely, and with reason. Push yourself every day a bit more, and you'll
see every day you'll be more proud of yourself. Don't do things to prove yourself to anyone. And don't do things just because the
flow goes with it. Live outside your waters, and you'll see; some day you'll fly! Do things for yourself, and fight only for yourself.
And be fucking proud for it! Becuase lady luck helps the people who dare to fight and risk!