Sometimes, words are not enough.
You have to make sentences with them, too.

I was lonely in a crowd,
But it was only a small crowd,
So I wasn't really lonely.

I am sinking, clearly,
I am sinking deep,
I think.

My understanding is
That I don't get it.

don't look at me,
I'm not looking at you,
let it be our compromise.

It was a very sad ***,
Nearly in a fetal position.

Define stupid,
And don't do anything stupid,
And when you do anything stupid,
Redefine stupid.

The sun is shining, smiling, collecting likes,
Putting everyone in favourites,
Truly a biggest influencer this morning.

I'm missing my old nostalgia -
It was much better than the current one,
And no joy could ever make this even.

It was a period of time,
Or rather a period of me,
It was something, that first ended,
And then began,
And timidly asked for the directions.

I have weird dreams,
I talk strange things,
It's apparently normal.

The problems, you know,
Come and go,
Well, some of them stay,
In which case, you should go,
If you may.

I'm having a perfect life,
Having been,
Having been dead inside.

After a short time,
The long arm of coincidence
Put me in the middle of this mess.

Every day
Go or stay,
Be as you may,
Just, please, every day.

My bed performance is overrated -
I don't sleep that long.

I'm telling you,
I won't say anything.

This is not the reality
I was dreaming about,
It's not mine
And it is too loud.

If the mirrors could speak,
They would go to shrinks,
They would throw themselves on couches,
And they would talk, they would talk, they would talk...

Close your eyes
And face your demons.

See? There is a black crow
Who stuck in this nice rainbow.

All garden statues are broken,
And on winter verandas
Are sitting last sommer guests,
Slowly drinking ice tea.

Yesterday is gone,
There is no tomorrow,
But today is all over the place.

A baker's dozen
Is the rule in the quantum world,
The only formula.

Two birds once flew to the South,
They came back, founded a family,
Became proud Northerners.

the autumn and the morning
is the perfect combination
to think about summer nights.

You are always fit
To do your little bit,
Just do it.

Terrible,
Horrible,
Mine.

Go home,
Watch some movie.
You are strong,
You can do that.

Waking up,
Getting up,
Falling down, and down, and down.

The rain is not my strong point,
I go all sentimental, I look out of windows,
My face is coming back,
My face is coming back.

Everything will be alright and we will have a nice cake,
This is my news, and this news is not fake.

I am not drinking with you,
I am not talking to you,
I am not looking at you,
I love you.

A book was written and rewritten,
Then maybe lost or maybe hidden,
Then reappeared once again,
Was read with joy and soothed pain,
The book about life and death,
The book about all this mess.

The civilisation is tired,
We want bread and coffee,
And be left alone.

There's no time,
There's just this place,
There's only me,
For all this to face.

In real life, the opposite of "to be" isn't just "not to be".
It doesn't really help, but it's worth mentioning.

It's so tempting to be disgusted,
To moan,
To criticise every man and his home.

I was lost in translation,
Then coincidentally found
In some obscure tibetan dialect.

A human being is an animal,
Who can thank an another human being
For being.

if a king says no to you,
you are already one of the few
on speaking terms with a king.

I'll do whatever you want,
As long as you don't really want it.

You are looking amazing,
I'm telling you,
You are looking amazing,
And I'm maybe too lazy
To have other words than "amazing",
But you are looking amazing,
And I love you.

My thoughts are the reality check,
My feelings are the reality,
Who on Earth am I, then?

My way is full of marbles,
That I lost at some point.

I write first pages of books,
I wrote a lots of these books,
It's easy to overlook.

I'm longing for countryside,
In my dreams,
Which is strange.
As I was born in the countryside,
Where I still live,
I should be longing for something else,
But I'm not.

The bliss of alcoholic haze
Is making easy life to face,
At least the life of alcoholic.

Strange hours
Full of weird minutes,
As the day is going somewhere.

It might seem difficult,
But it's impossible.

A ****** motivation might be suspicious,
But at least it is reliable.

I'm a lot of things,
Wait, I have a list.

What do we have today
To sigh about together?

Crowds are coming,
To get your attention and to get away with it.

- So, now you think. How does it feel?
- I don't know, ask someone from Canada!
- Why from Canada?
- To change the topic.