2012. április 15., vasárnap

Stop the world, I want to get out!

Why do I have heart to feel if I can't stop it? Why do I have brain to think, if I don't use it? Why do I have mouth to talk? Why do I have hands to type? And why do you have eyes to see me?
I am sorry for making your world difficult, I didn't intend to.
I have to be even stroger, but you do not make it easy for me, do you?

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