Maybe it’s only me

by AlonEvil

Incomplete, but full of misery
this is the archetype of your life
lovely stupidity of beauty
gain nothing to be competente
walking like a king, such elegance
betrayed by your ignorance
blessed by the bliss of your arrogance
talk louder, whispering nobody listen
but bullshits, even if you scream nobody will care
but the question here is “who cares”?
maybe it’s only me, that still stares you in front of the mirror…