Money and music heavy are the sounds coming from that thumping bass coming from our throats. Could it possibly be the reason why we’re dancing now in our certain way where bodies just lay heavily on each other. Today, the day is lazy we are strewn all over the place spending hours spending a fortune on handsome things that are sure to make us pretty again. I was put here to pull you from the depths of doubt. Don’t question why we’re here now. Let’s focus on that figure of yours curves and all, but still you complain crazy still you can’t see yourself anything other than beautiful. Let me write a poem to show the world how absurd it is to feel anything but my cherished one.