I don’t want to be a doctor,
I don’t want to be a priest,
I can drive my flying tractor,
And enjoy to play «The Myst».
I don’t wanna be important
And dislike dishonest flood,
I prefer to be escorted
By rainbow and good mood.
I don’t like her polite smiles,
What a pity, but she’s dead.
Why despite of wild desires
She loves money more than bed?
I don’t wanna be some useful –
That’s because I dream so much.
I’ve been seeking it since school
If you know this – get in touch!
I don’t like how tears smell,
I don’t wanna see your pain.
I enjoy how sounds - seashell,
And would rather be the rain.
Please, don’t load me with labels,
Keep young souls not for sale.
Let me be mobile from cables,
Just enjoying stay myself.
8.03.01.
Stay yourself!
© Copyright: Артемка, 2001
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