Arrogant Existence

Juss secret maneuverings and stratagems
Surrounds every corner here
We proclaim wid high pitch
And sustained conviction
Sans actions
That we are each others friends
But we’r juss each oder’s needs
Tell me ppl, wherz the reverence!
No mutual love, nor respect any
No sweet lil joys of life!
No bonds to die here for!
But only intentions
Tainted wid malicious tints
And deep deplorable vexations
Eyes blind to tacit maladies
Ears deafened to moaning
And lending hands cut off from the elbow.