Monologue.

I want freedom, freedom which i can use just at least to think differently a freedom where the government or politics can not influence my daily life routine or just my thoughts. I feel locked up just as a prisoner or an assassin which could have killed a dozen of people, my mind is also in jail and my heart is crushing inside just because the fact that i cant say or express what i feel. My thoughts and my heart is growing cold and dark, i cant sleep i swear to god i want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshit i cant believe suicide is my mind i want to leave i feel like dead is calling me at this miserable life which nothing worths but just the power of this people while i live here as a rat i´m sick of people lying i´m sick of bitches talking as matter fact i´m sick of talking.