homan err..aah!

Is it worth this effort?
Have I lost an inspiration?
Have I hurt my silly little ego?
Am I looking for a hundred lame excuses?
Why am I not looking for one to forget it all?
Do we need a reason for all?
Could it not be like before?
Why don’t those faces reach my dreams anymore?
That perpetual smile is no more
Why is there so much of distance?
Why were all the imperfections admired then?
Why do they seem like folly now?
Why do I feel like existing in virtuosity?
Just a number, a digital face and a crackled voice,
Why do feel like an electronic pulse on some memory chip,
Wasn’t I just an admirer?
Why do I seek some stupid truth now?
Why does my fickle mind wish to control others?
Is it that we have found a utility in each of us?
That’s what had bothered you then and it bothers me now,
It was so good when we were useless,
When it was so human to err.