Goal of the day: 858 words. Written: 149.
Is this the kind of Lithuania we fought for?
For one where we would work? For slavery? Just for a mountain of things bought on sale and a pile of euros, but not for ourselves and our own happiness!?
I know for a fact that I didn't come out of the womb for those things!
I wanted to enjoy life! I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs! I wanted to live!
When I crawled out of my mother, I said to myself: AAAAAAAAAAAAA! Which, in other words, means "One day I will grow up big and rich."
And I grew up.
Now I look at the zeros in my bank account, at the cheque from the pizzeria waiter and say to myself: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Which, in other words, means "Is this the Lithuania I fought for?".
I know I did not fight.
If I had fought, I would be happy, successful and beautiful in every way. But I'm not, because I didn't try. I crawled out of the womb and I thought - well, this is probably going to give me everything now. They have given me everything, but less than I want!
But now I am screaming. And don't you explain to me.
AAAAAAAAAAA!!!