SANITY? BULL SHIT

Isn´t it weird? How do they walk, breathe, get lay, think, talk, work.
Where are they going to? They don´t know. Ja, animals at the end. Unconscious.

Get angry, get sad, fall in love… What´s that?

How it comes?

What´s that? What´s that?

Get angry, fall in love, cry, die… What´s that?

I´m not from this world
Thanks heaven I´m mad
Insasiable thoughts eating my brain make me insane every new day.
I should live in a white room. Colors get me crazy.