Quiero Tener Razón o Ser Feliz?

We are not two pins in this haystack
Although we prick just enough to make us bleed
Restless butts in the nooks and crannies
In search of a cushion

We are not water we can drink
Without splashing our socks, and the cold on our feet
Regulating our thermostat
In case our heel itches

Obese egos, killing each other with kisses
Slowly who is right