Genius is born, not paid.
Time is spent not saved.
I want to be natural.
I'm a mathematical disaster.
Sing your heart out! Make it rain.
It's a sin to kill a mockingbird.
Getting laid in the nineties
to pretend to be grown up.
Like an explosion in chemistry.
Like an F in contemporary history.
I'm still the train wreck I was back then
but on different tracks.
I was heading for nowhere and I got there.
And I'm still here.
I have this friend for years now.
We both learned from the same book, the same words.
I guess this is a story of mice and men.