You know who I'm reffering to
I'm talking about people like you
You live inside your shadow
Liking things other people know
And you look down on your peers
You think that with a snap they'll disappear
You may be pretty
You may be young and witty
But you're too goddamn pretentious
You think you're cool cause you read Bukowski?
And the patches on your panths scream 'look at me'
Well tell me something, who are you trying to be?
You look so stupid with your 'obscurity'
You're so pretentious
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well composed.....beautiful piece to read