My vision, my life

My vision, my life

I feel, I'm living on the edge, eh
And playing the spectacles in fact.
My life is so difference to merge it.
Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's sucks.

My way for an office is like a vestern:
The freeway is jammed by a mad!
Sometimes I wanna say: a mister,
Get off from my way or you're dead!

My work is like a Hitchcock's thriller
With a much exploded hot popcorn.
'Cause my directors are truly chilling:
Each day they wanted me for porn.

My dreaming is so cutely drama
In every moment alot of sense.
But my love stories, which did came in,
Fulfilled by comics or a mems.

My soul is turning on by music,
And then I'm going with no fears!
So sad, I've lost my lovely cartoons,
When I said goodbye to my childhood years.

By playing with my best expressions
I've made myself as really actor.
Should me to go to a casting sessions
To some producer or director?