Never mind

Like the torment of Prometheus

It's so hard work that I can't even think about it anymore

Ah, I want to spend all day drinking and not thinking about anything

All good and beautiful things have died

Personal monologue is not a poem

It’s tweeting

Our society cares about individual tweets

Never mind, but they are only millionaires

Never mind, but neither I nor you got a cent from them

I know I didn't get a cent from him, but you don't seem to know

Are you OK?

Oh, I don't mind your lie