There are people in life,
who believe that
their way is flat,
clean, flower carpet
no weeds watered…

They pass by your side,
looking from that summit,
what is only their shoulder…
thirsty for your compliment,
hungry for your flattery…

They live in that impeccable cloud,
haughty and arrogant,
but with a simple scenario,
that is that grey sky, without light…

They think they are complete,
impeccable, unsurpassed,
but they are just,
perfect mistakes,
like you…
like me…