tanned arms and pale stomachs,
full minds and empty hearts.
creatures deprived of curiosity,
only filled with furosity.
In a bubble most desire,
in a world obsessed with attire.
collection of foreign tongues,
running jaws, tirelessly hung.
two worlds colliding,
why are you still deciding?
Tanned arms, and pale stomachs.
holding on, making palms ache.
