That others find unique,
Is only understood as something good,
Depending on how you think,
Those around you are related to you,
Foe or friend or not important,
And guaranteed, all but the second one,
Will absolutely leave you short,
Of the proper recognition,
That you may or may not deserve.
How many people do you know who are loved,
Come across as a total jerk?
And it's alright,
How many people do you know,
Who dazzle you with total emptiness,
And rob you blind before they go?
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