I Simply Can't Build My Hopes On

But I Won't Bore You Any Longer On The Subject Of Old Men. It Won't Make Things Any Better And All My Plans Of Revenge (such As Disconnecting The Lamp, Shutting The Door, Hiding His Clothes) Must Be Abandoned In Order To Keep The Peace. Oh, I'm Becoming So Sensible!

Looking Back, I Realize That This Period Of My Life Has Irrevocably Come To A Close; My Happy-go-lucky, Carefree Schooldays Are Gone Forever. I Don't Even Miss Them. I've Outgrown Them. I Can No Longer Just Kid Around, Since My Serious Side Is Always There.

Leave Me In Peace, Let Me Sleep One Night At Least Without My Pillow Being Wet With Tears, My Eyes Burning And My Head Throbbing

How Wonderful It Is That We Can Start Doing Good At This Very Moment.

Why Are Millions Spent On The War Each Day, While Not A Penny Is Available For ... Artists Or The Poor? Why Do People Have To Starve When Mountians Of Food Are Rotting Away In Other Parts Of The World? Oh, Why Are People So Crazy?