And a cross-section of its soul,
And protecting its most precious core,
Is the person you know,
Of long-windness and cracking jokes,
Agressiveness and intimacy,
And if you penetrate all of those,
There is still lots that you don't see.
And no matter how you feel, yourself,
Somewhere that person's feeling the same,
And those who conquer in this world, you see,
Deep down inside is a child in pain.
And it's alright,
If this doesn't matter in the reality.
But, wait, it does because it gives you,
The strength to face others with equality.