Sunday, January 9, 2011

OPEN MIC

She came into this world with a confident grin on her face.
I came out of the womb, bloody and two-faced.

She conquered tasks with such swiftness and speed.
I reluctantly attempted, but never could succeed.

She walked down halls with absolute grace.
I slouched and laughed at my sluggish pace.

She acts on tricks of mastering life.
I remain content with unconcerned strife.

She has structure and is blindly confined.
I guess you could say, I'm not like the rest of mankind.

She is flawless.
I am human.

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