UnderstandingMadness

                       Weeeeell,i finnaly have nothin more to do,i was counting the seconds to come here,so i'll tell you a bit of my day...
                        Maaan,i'm working my ass off in my band,we finnaly started to write,and man,this is gonna be the sh!t,i can't wait to play it live,soo,bands aside,i wonder whats goin to be of me,in the next ten years,you know...will i be playing,or not?
                         I can say for sure,that i'll never ever stop,even alone,i won't give up my dream,i was born in the music,and i'll die in the music,this is really for serious,do you think i want the money,do you think i want to be famous ? No,you're wrong,my goal is with me,not with people,believe me,i want to play a lot more,and the day that i do feel,that i don't need to play my ass off,to play like an real guitar man,then i could think of quitting,till there,if someone wanna see me play,i'll be greatful to do it,and wont matter how many are watching,if are 2 or 200,i'll still be playing hard.
                          Now i'm wondering,i'll share some memories with you,where do this passion started ? Maybe when i was a kid,i've grew up,listening do 80's classics,my sister,aways listened to rocknroll,and even in school,my grades weren't that good,but i've aways,i've said,AWAYS had at least two A or 10,in language,and arts....my teacher loved a lot of my texts,you know...then i knew that i was 'better' than the other kids,when they were writing : ''today i was wandering the streets,and found a stone in the way''...while they were writing about the stone,i was still describing the sunset....
                           Since all of this,i know,that even blind,yeah,i'm a little blind,i can see deeper than most people,maybe,that's why i'm alone,i do have a strong personality,i'm never afraid to say what i want to say,no matter what the fuck is wrong with it,i used to imagine an angel with burning wings by my side,carring a sword,and He gave me this,this sense of justice;morality;and everything else that my eyes couldn't see.
                            I'd only thank God,for ever showing me the best way,and He never fails,I don't have anything to complain,my life is everything that i coudN't have asked for,i dont feel any kind of pain...except for people in pain,some would say emphaty,but no...it's justice,if i have the best life a man can have,why do people still starves to death?and this hurts....this hurts a lot...cause maybe,only I feel this way....and man i would give my body clothes for somebody that needs it,just to make the pain go away,this is my drug,the Good.

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