In this world of vices and virtues,
Institutionalised from birth, taught to follow and not to choose.
Intertwined with the history of our sins and good deeds ,
We are products meant to crumble and bleed.
For the rectitude of man could never define, the subtleness of our desires and needs
But our weaknesses and imperfections gave us hope and strengthened our creed.
So to those perfectionists and saints ,
To those without sins and shames.
To those who can never be blamed,
We need our vices as much as are virtues,
Because your virtues are a map and your vices are the clues.
Institutionalised from birth, taught to follow and not to choose.
Intertwined with the history of our sins and good deeds ,
We are products meant to crumble and bleed.
For the rectitude of man could never define, the subtleness of our desires and needs
But our weaknesses and imperfections gave us hope and strengthened our creed.
So to those perfectionists and saints ,
To those without sins and shames.
To those who can never be blamed,
We need our vices as much as are virtues,
Because your virtues are a map and your vices are the clues.
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