Imperfect mortals, bound by earthly instincts <br />That's what we all are, proud of our joy-sticks <br />Alone, both in birth and in death <br />We pretend to share all grief and sorrow <br />Without realizing what we're faced by tomorrow <br />Narcissistic, egotistic, saving our skin, pessimistic <br />Ejaculating assholes, poor lovers and our wet dreams realistic <br />The living dead while the fire in our hearts extinguished <br />Don't give a flying fuck until the real world's been vanished<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imperfect-2/
