Perfectly Life
Why do you blame me for the crazy way I thinkmy lazy ways or how much I stinkand you never stop to think.That's what our world did to him so that's it for thethinkers because I have no brain that thinksno heart that pumps blood through no veins and the rainfalls on no skinas your descriptive words fits only your kinas I am perfectly mewhile I see people asking who am Ibut I think they deny themselves and cry for social orderwhich is on the border of your acceptance or a decline inyour appearancebecause it's the same ones who enforce itwatches who it governswhere they fear the rebellions and runs to the bigger manbut to do what?because I am not here to serve you the revolutionI am the evolution of your kindas I am aware there was no beginning of no timeand I am here not as a man but as the rotation of lifethat has been and that will forever beso you see I'm perfectly life.