English is lazy,
even though it is proper.
There is no meaning behind
anything, whether elegant,
beautiful,
or lovely.
Another word,
but there's no soul within them anymore.
English doesn't have emotion anymore,
mumbling apologetic words that
will never have meant a thing.
What about the dead languages,
the ones our ancestors spoke in,
Will they never mean a thing simply because they were so easily replaced by something else?
English is losing its lustre,
like a diamond in a ring,
clouded over from age and time.
