late nite thoughts

Тунгусбек Вададаев
Recently, while i was thinking, with my skullbone slowly shrinking,
'bout achieving certain goals,
I've come up with some ideas, which i somewhy clearly see as
Being of no use at all...
Well, their uselessness seemed clear, so that i've begun to fear
That my thoughtfulness is fake...
And I thought that i went crazy, as my braincells got bit lazy
'cause a little sense they make...
"But, who gives a damn exactly",
Said I to myself abruptly,
"everyone is just the same...
Let'em burn themselves in blame..."