My father told that birds we alike
So I trowed my life in a single spike-
To follow a shiny promising light,
Could I knew it was neon in night.

I'd love to learn how do not care
About things that are so little -
Like people that weirdly stare,
So one is feeling extremely brittle.

I'd love to be that simple man
Believing that all gonna be fine.
One day I'll even drop life-plan
And rise my so distorted spine.

There are people tired of life. From kinder-garden a child is destined to be endlessly obliged to "do" . Early mornings. Vegetables. Silent hour. "Be quite". Cups. Early mornings. English and painting. School. Early mornings. Lessons, Homework. Exams. Exams again. University. Early mornings.  Lectures. Exams. Work, if you are lucky(??).Early mornings. Conference. Planning meetings. Rush tasks.
"Be diligent" they say, u can rest later. Ye, sure, bang your head on the wall. Be "successful" "Effective people". Do you know about them? - Worked out your potential and bye-bye. No one cares. We don't care about caring. Not enough time sorry, someone else will care.  Study hard, work harder, plan the life, you 'll need it. Or you do not? Not?I think you need.
Classic of genre.  Couple highest educations. Lucky marriage. Successful career and respectful job. Apartment. Car. Holidays  somewhere where u'd like to be longer but u cant, because u are too successful.
System?"**** the system" ,- repeat it more often. System is you , system is me and even a guy who leaves  sarcastic comments, pretending that he is smart ****-face. We are system. No one else knows how to ***** ourselves up better than us. And so we do. No one bather. Too busy being successful. Yeah, **** us.
Feelings?Um yeah, please, a tiny bit on the top of  my career. Love ,- what the hell is that?I do not know , have red sometimes in the books. Never met, never heard. Do not be ridiculous. Affection only towards the family and career. All he rest has to be "comfortable". As friends are becoming useful "connection". When was the last time u called someone without reason and said "Hello"?

I will say goodbye to the walls
For so much they have seen
I will miss morning coffee calls
And talks we have in between

I will say goodbye to the floor
With drunken feet ever walked on it.
And knocking on colorful door ,
Expecting "come in", after hit.

And I  shall miss those hugs
I gave and got without reason:
Here I found my heavy drugs .
Those were my secret treason.

Soon we will be moving away-
Different places, different ways
But we shall meet another day,
Perhaps, It's not the final phase.

I'll open my heart to the wind
So it takes the fear of last day
For I carry memories so kind
That shall never ever fade away.

I'm just a robot with steam in the heart
Struggling hard just not to fall apart.
And oil that is dripping out of my eye...
Is it a flaw or I know how to cry?

Times I was set to life are long over,
And now for me it's left to wonder :
Will I ever have feelings to hide ,
Or there's only rust that it is inside?

Once I saw a smile so bright
Like half-moon at a night.
Was it meant for me to see,
Can I keep it close to me ?

But time would never care-
It beats you hard just there.
It forces  things  to change
And now they are so strange.

Her smile comes back to me,
Often in my poor memory.
So I turn back again the clock,
Until the day it won't work .

That ****** hours before the sleep
When a thought is a strike of whip.
Over the night and over the pale  
It torches hard my mind so frail.
No, I'm not mad, but that insanity
Whispers how can escape reality,
But, I'd rather let the flesh decay ,
Than be for my own head a prey!