poezie despre "what the fuck" (arta moderna sau asa ceva)

i feel like... what the fuck?!
keep asking to myself: what the fuck????
never been like this before, but in the end, it`s all about "what the fuck".
i need him to hear what i say, but he`s just wondering: what the fuck...?
one of these days my heart will peacefully crash. and all of them will cry like babies "what the fuck???????????"

p.s. numarul de inmatriculare a lui gabi (81 wtf) imi da inspiratie. pentru arta din asta moderna, cu rima gen hip-hop de slaba calitate. pentru nervi varsati pe biata tastatura. acesta nu e un post pentru a fi luat in considerare. ok?