装作自己还那么干净,那么无暇.
                               

                               就像闭起眼睛走过独木桥一样.

                                       自己欺骗自己,又有何难?

 

                                                                                                        我恨透了这身黑色.

                                                              神秘的保护色消失的了无踪影.
                                                                      

                                                                         在舞台的灯光下一览无遗.

                                                                                                         两个多星期的苦苦挣扎.我终于爆发了.

 

                                                             我是个表演者.
                                                                    我 没 有用演奏家或音乐家来形容自己.
                                               我只是卑微的表演那些空洞的音符,然后忍受着暴露在灯光下的炙热.

没有掌声,至少没有为我的掌声.

                          缺少那个虚荣的东西,我还怎么存在?

 

 

                                                                                    我不停的问:你来看我演出么?你来看我演出么?你来看我演出么?
                                                                                                                                   没有我想要的回答.

 

                                                                                  真正在乎的那二人却远在天边......如果还有意义,那么你在哪里?

 

                                                                                             我 恨  你们.我更厌恶我自己.

 

                                                                           看着镜中下巴尖尖的自己.我问:那是谁?......
                                                                                连自己的脸也变得陌生.

                                                                 扭曲的灵魂不断滋长.狂放了数年的自大终于被那些不知名的东西磨灭了.

                                                   

 

                                                                      MP3里的歌不断的重复:欺骗,出卖,不爱,自私,下作.......

     我愤怒的摘下耳机,妈了个FUCK!

              老子 不 要你们吃饭睡觉拉屎放屁剩下的爱.              妈了个B.
                                                                  都他妈给我消失!

 

 

                     后台,有人递了张名片,说要带我去SERBIEN演出.
                            路上,有人递了张名片,说要我帮忙,做音乐治疗.

                                                        你们这些老男人,我FUCK你们!

                                                                            一个个都他妈      异想天开.滚!!!
 

 

                                                         我真虚伪,尽管心里在咆哮着,但是脸上还做出很婉约的笑容.
                                                                               妈了个FUCK,这个世界没法活了.

 

 

                                                                                                 我躲起来哭,放肆的哭.就像明天是世界末日一样.
                                                                 原来我还是不开心.
                                                                        但我长大了,学会在你面前隐藏了.
                                                                            

 

                                                    或许,是我要离开了.............

 

 

                                                                                  不再相信任何人