唱了一上午的歌，二十多遍吧，不果。
水喝了兩大碗，還是幹
唱的信心全無
覺得生活沒意思
什麽都沒意思
不想上網了
全部戒掉
發帖
刷屏
跟帖
虛偽
無聊
淺薄
將就
壓力
你來我往
客隨主便
無奈
聊勝於無
出去走吧
把電唱完了
插上
看篇文章
等電
看到一首詩
一個去紐約幫助治病的退伍軍人醫生寫的
New york
is a
ghost town
where
even the
birds took
the last
train
to jersey
and
the night
rises blue
black as
an alley
cat and
my combat
boots echo
across
broadway
like gun
shots or
a heartbeat
fading into
a silence
so complete
you can
hear the
crying
voice of
each and
every star
另一首
he was
too tall
for the
army
hospital bed
and had
an eagle
tattooed on
his arm
he was
older than
60 and
looked
like a
biker the
kind of
guy who
thought he
could still
take anybody
the kind
of guy
who loved
to tell
people he
wasn't afraid
of anything
so it
really shook
me when
he spoke
in a
voice as
small as
my daughter's
asking me
if he
was going
to die
想哭
