Kievienas zmogus yra paslaptis.
O tayp, iki atostofu liko 7 savaites arba ~35 dienos... Siaubas kiek daug =[...
Ooooh, vasarele, taves beliko tik vienas menuo...
Nuo tilto rejkia sokti. Ne kristi.
He was always such a nice boy
The quiet one with good intentions
He was down for his brother
Respectful to his mother
A good boy
But good don't get attention
One kid with a promise
The brightest kid in school
He's not a fool
Reading books about science
and smart stuff
It's not enaugh, no
Cos smart don't make you cool
He's not invisible anymore
With his father's nine and a broken fuse
Since he walked through that
classroom door
He's all over prime time news...
M. Chodakovas "Kaipnereikia elgtis"
Kai banalybes pasidaro originalios, o unikalios idejos nuvalkiotom, kai uz tave tavo likima sprendzia aplinkiniai ir kai tau atrodo, kad pasaulis sukasi kita kryptimi, susimastai - ar taip turi buti? Numone pasidare nuvertinimu, liaupsinimas issisokimu. Kai pradedi gyventi kitu akyse atrodydamas idealus zmogus, o viduje saves nekenti, kai net paprasta laime tampa nebepasiekiama ir viltys dideja su kiekviena minute, kai atsiplesi nuo egzistavimo, dabarties ir pakyli i svojones, jose paskendes plauki lyg sraunia upe, kuri nunesa tave link krioklio, tuomet atsibudes supranti - realybe daug skaudesne uz puoseletas viltis ir svajones. Kai nebera nieko kas domintu zmones, kai visi pasidare kazkuo isskirtiniai, kai tarp baltu varnu vaikso juoda, tada pagalvoji - ar cia mano Zeme?