Stranger
Many different faces
Many bodies walking by
Beautiful and smooth
And so young when they die
Soon they will be forgotten
And won't ever be seen again
Sometimes you keep them in your mind
Some may be appealing
And some other may be not
There are so many
They vary from unacceptable to hot
You'll never get to know them
You never will recall their names
You call it sad, but you don't mind
Some are straight and settled in the daylight
Smear face when the rain pours down
I remember the words of the stranger:
Live fast and you die with a sound
So that's the story
That's the way it has to be
Unless you change your fulsome attitude
Release your vanity
For we are only mortal
And on the day the curtain falls
You'll see me laughing all the time